When I opened the little package, it had a sweet note to me and her Quill Cottage card on the envelope. A lacy paper doily tied with a vintage tag wrapped up a sweet little tiny notebook that she had adorned in wonderful fall colors! On the front it has old lace, buttons and the word "inspire".
I think I'll use it for telephone #s, and/or birthdays! Thanks, Miss Sandy, for your thoughtful gift. Isn't it wonderful to receive hand-made items that come from someone's own heart and talents? I love things like that and treasure them so much.
Now, it'll be up to me to pass such a nice Gift-Away on to someone else.
I still can't get over how many nice ladies I've met via blogging. It just touches my heart to read your words of encouragement, heartache, joy, sadness, laughter and tears, and I feel like I can be myself here. I also feel like the "right" people will find me, and I'll find them - those who I make a connection to - kindred souls, if you will.
I've tried to explain it to my husband, and he just jokes about it and kids me about it. Since my son is a songwriter in Nashville, DH is trying to collaborate on a song about me being a "blogger" - I'm sure some kind of silly spoof. I'm sure they'll do it, too, just to irritate me. They are both big jokesters and LOVE to get under my skin. I try to be a good sport.
We were in College Station a couple of years ago with Adam, his best friend in the Corps, John, John's mom and several other friends eating at On the Border. We had a huge table of people, and were placing our orders. DH wound up at one end of the table and I wound up at the other. When I placed my order, my loving, sweet DH said in a loud voice, "Man, that gal can eat!" Everyone looked at me to see what my reaction would be. My kids died laughing (cuz they know their dad) and some of the other adults looked slightly bewildered and wondered what to do. I smiled and started laughing, I'm sure my face lit up cherry red, and then all the other people started laughing. I imagine the people sitting near us heard, too! I still haven't gotten him back for that one!
Which leads me to thinking about all the silly things he puts in my Christmas stocking every single year. Not ordinary things. He always has liked to come up with embarrasing or totally off the wall stuff to surprise me with. It's okay most of the time, but there have been several times when my kids have said," mom, let me see, what's that?" when I unwrapped a box of condoms, or the year I got a camo g-string. It's not like everybody's tearing into their own presents or stocking. At our house, we all take turns opening stuff so everyone can see. Plus, it makes Christmas last longer. I've gotten so many wierd things I am almost scared to open my stocking. I have to usually just tear into the end of it and make sure it's okay before I open it up in front of anybody else - I never know what to expect. I keep thinking I'll outdo him every year, but not so far!
Well, gotta run - the weekend is here and DH will be home soon. I'm going to stay home tonight from the farm - my house is a mess and I've got to get some stuff done. My kids will all be home for the holidays and so I've got alot to do. Can't wait til the last minute! I'll visit you all later!
