Tuesday, September 4, 2012

For Moi!

There, that's the extent of my French vocabulary.  Actually, that's not true, it's just that the rest of what I know is dirty.  And no, I didn't learn it all from that damn Moulin Rouge song...it was Catholic high school.  Let's just leave it at that, shall we?  Ahem...

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!


  1. Oooo, a theme pincushion. Very classy! and pretty too.

  2. How very cute! I see so many pin cushion ideas these days... I may make that one for my MIL.

    Your mailman is a gossip? Hmmm....mine likes my dogs and grins a lot when we get "man toy" deliveries. Get you mind out of the gutter. I mean things for hunting and rebuilding cars.

  3. I am so glad you like it. Your pin cushion package was such a treat for me, I am happy to return the favor!

  4. Not just your school. My 8th grade french teacher from public school thought it was important for us to learn a few choice dirty words as well.
    The pin cushion is gorgeous!!

  5. My mailman pretty much throws stuff in the box on the way past at doing 40 kilometres an hour. No time for gossip apparently.

    Eeeek! That pin cushion is darling.

    I'm multi lingual. I can swear in at least 8 languages.