Sovereign Bank, Marshfield

There was my home for most of December:  the lobby of Sovereign Bank in Marshfield, MA.

Not bad, huh?

I mean, if you're going to hole up in a bank for a month, then toasting your biscuits by the fire ain't bad!

I met so many interesting people!  I'll post more about them in the coming days.

And the staff of the bank, Mikki, Patrick, Michelle, Wendy, Rita, Adele, the professor and Maryann... whoops!  Got my mojo workin' there... In any event, the whole staff was WONDERFUL.  What a lovely bunch of people.  It's like banking used to be... They greet you by name, warmly, and with a smile and sincere "How are you?."  And they really try hard to make sure to fix whatever needs fixing.  It's a rare bunch, indeed.

New Grey Suede Presentation Box

Here's a pic of morse code jewelry's gorgeous new grey suede boxes, taken in the way cool photo cube my husband gave me for Christmas.  This is my first go with it, so I'm going to do some tweaking, and it's a bit overexposed because I just did it quick without a tripod, but I wanted to see what it was capable of.  Some of the edges of the box look white, but they are not.  It's all suede.  I just have to play with the lights, as mentioned.

Best Use of morse code jewelry Ever...

I am bound by a covenant of secrecy, so I cannot reveal any details that might reveal this young man's identity, but this is such a good story, I have to share it.

In short, a soldier bought a "marry me" bracelet to give to his girl before he ships out, but it's even better than that... Read on.

Sovereign Bank of Marshfield, MA (my local branch, here south of Boston where I do my personal & business banking) was kind enough to invite me to be their business of the month during December, and let me set up a table by the fireplace in the lobby to sell my jewelry.  I sent out some press releases last fall when this was arranged and The Patriot Ledger and South Shore Living Magazine both published mention that morse code jewelry would be there.  This soldier's mom, a South Shore native, saw the story in the Ledger.  She called him where he was stationed (like his Mom's location, I will keep his location secret-though both are in the lower 48) and told him that there was a company that made coded jewelry and that "marry me" was mentioned in the story and that might be a neat idea for proposing to his girlfriend.

So I get a call, from this other far away city, inquiring as to whether or not I could do a "marry me" bracelet.  I said that I had one ready to go (see it above) and it was made of solid gold and Swarovski crystal and solid sterling and was very sparkly and pretty.  He said he would be coming in to the area just before Christmas and would like to pick it up to give to his girlfriend before he ships overseas (again, his destination will remain secret for now).  

Swoon.

So I go running around the bank telling all the bank ladies the story.  Swoon x8.

So the agreed upon day arrives and in he walks with his Mom.  They look at the bracelet and gasp in approval and we take care of business, all the while, talking and chatting while his Mom is trying not to dissolve into a puddle of tears.  

Then the surprise:

He asks me if I have a different box.  I ask why.  (This is a NICE box.  They're brand new to the line so I haven't photographed them yet, but they're a luxurious grey suede with a curved lid). He says, "I don't want her to know what it says until I get back."

For those of you who haven't purchased recently (or ever! - tsk tsk) it comes with a box that has the morse code jewelry brand name on it, and a laminated card delineating the code.  The card was easy enough to hide, but the box... Well, I explained to him that it was just a sticker and he could just peel it right off.

He will be gone for six months.  When he returns, he will tell her that the bracelet that he gave her, that she thought was just a really pretty bracelet, in fact spelled, "marry me."

What I wouldn't give to see the look on her face!