I dislike getting the mail. My guy collects my mail for me. When I was a kid, I had a pen pal. I couldn't wait to get the mail. Now, it's just bills, or junk. Most bills come via email. Flyers, credit card solicitations, paper that hits the recycle bin as soon as you walk in the door. But not this mail. I got a package. I didn't order anything, and no one had emailed me about sending a quilt top. And this was in my pile of mail. Hmmmm, we are going to Hawaii in November, so I thought maybe my guy surprised me with something........
Notice the chunk missing, yup, I bit right into this. Then I chilled it, chopped it into squares and tucked it into the fridge, and proceeded to eat about 1/2 of it tonight.
And to keep this post a bit about my quilting, I'm moving along with my Tumbling Stars.
Thank you so much for the lovely surprise. I shall enjoy every morsel and every page of the magazines. This was such a delight!