I was, truly. See, I've been playing around with paper folding and found a simple tutorial online for a folded heart in which I could write a message inside and then mail it to F.M.S. in Taiwan. I thought I was being very clever writing the note inside. I thought I was pretty good at what I made. Don't you think it was clever and good?
I thought so too, and I loved the stamped heart image on the outside. Really, I was feeling quite proud of myself and maybe a little bit smug. Mm hmm, until I got home last night and found a package waiting for me. Upon opening it, I found this...
Oh my... The package was from the lovely Megan who spent time in Taiwan working in the same school as F.M.S. and I stalkerishly followed her every move through her blog. She's a darling.
These pieces came from Mrs. Kuo who creates folded paper masterpieces out of recycled boxes. Now when I compare my heart with what Mrs. Kuo made, well, it's sort of like comparing a 2 year-olds writing with someone fluent in Spencerian Script. ~grins~ Now don't get me wrong. I love what I made for F.M.S., and I'm sure he'll will be happy with it (he'll at least humor me), but Mrs. Kuo's work shows me I have a lot of practicing to do before I can truly get to the smug part of paper folding. Not to worry, I don't feel the least bit bad about it. I laughed when I held the little teapot up next to my heart. And here I was thinking I was all that...ah, yes, it's good to laugh at oneself. Now where's that tutorial on how to fold paper like a rock star?