I’ve said it before, and because the Co-Defendants have sucked out whatever brains I’ve ever had, I’ll say it again…and again…and again, that opening my mailbox is about as fun as a rectal exam by an arthritic physician. There’s a visual to stick with ya! Seriously, you don’t have to thank me.
But today, the postman was my buddy and not just because the man likes to gossip!
My pincushion from Ohio Michele arrived! The Diva was thoroughly put out that the package wasn’t for her. What did fuddy-duddy old Mom need with a surprise package anyway?
Lookee what I got…
The card is gorgeous and I know my mom will try to snatch it from me since peacocks are her absolute favorite. The whole pretty package was tied with the peacock fabric. Michele, I love it! Thank you!! It’s so cute and tiny, kind of like one of those pups Paris Hilton likes to lug around in her purse only without the shedding and snarling and it’s useful…squeal!
Happy day, y’all!