The Mexican tiles, 6 x 6, that went into the stone work of the sun room, now completed, had to come from somewhere. We found a company that ships from Mexico via Texas in the crummiest boxes imaginable, and not one chipped tile inside. Wrapped like Easter eggs.
I've kept the styrofoam to recycle in our wrapping book orders that will go everywhere, and the newspaper in the box from Mexico and bright wrapper I show here.
