My mother has recently discovered the joy of ebaying.  Each day I come home expecting there to be a ginormous box of something my mother purchased from the online auction site.  Usually, the boxes contain statues or dolls from various European designers/companies, and I am continuously berated and deemed an ignoramus for not knowing what a Hummel/Goebel doll is.  So sue me.

 The other day my sister came over, and I went through the house showing her the numerous new editions to my mom’s collection.  We stopped by the fireplace, and I noticed something that I hadn’t seen before.  It was a porcelain container on a small stand with with a lid.  The handles of the lid were anchored by small porcelain angels. 

My sister prompty screamed in horror and said, “Oh my god, it’s an urn!”