Sunday, May 10, 2009

Little things mean a lot

I think Im like most people and love surprises. Friday I had a slip in my mail box to go pick up a package at the picked it up and it was a box that had traveled all the way from North Carolina. I shook it, it didnt make any wasnt very heavy...needless to say I was perplexed. I am the type though that can wait to open things and drove home with it sitting next to me in the front seat. It was trying to get the better of me and at every stop light I kept trying to tear the tape off and get inside....wasnt working too good !! So, finally I got home and tore open the package...inside was this cute little guy !

Quiltaholic had found him on her journey back from the Retreat in Manchester and had thought of me !!!! What a wonderful surprise and memory of the Retreat !!! Thanks Q!!!!!!!

1 comment:

  1. You are very welcome my dear friend! When I saw it sitting on the shelf I knew he had to come live with you. :)

    I am completely opposite of you. As soon as I get a package, the tape comes off, the box is open, and I can ooh and ahh right then! :)

    I know, I am bad.... lol