So Friday afternoon was cold and wet. Just beautiful to come home Friday afternoon, grab takeout and snuggle up under the blanket. That's what I planned.
Mind you, I had to stop off at the bank on the way home. No biggie. Except when I got out of the car, I took a few steps on the bitumen car park, and promptly fell over. My flat boots have no tread and one foot decided to keep going when I said stop. I came down on my right knee and hand, which was a bit embarrassing, but I don't think anyone saw me....
So, by the time I got home I was feeling a little sore and sorry for myself (plus the wet bitumen put a wet patch on the knee of my trousers and it got cold very quickly...) Upon my arrival I found a box from my mum. Mind you, it was a big box because my Sister had added the Christmas presents for Him and I she hadn't gotten around to posting yet. I scored two beautiful sets of pillar candles, scented too (my favourites) and Him scored a golfing mousepad and mouse shaped like a somewhat flattened golf ball. Cute! Also included were to copies of the local rag, one of which has a photo of a friend and her two kids on the inside page.
Add to that two packs of musk sticks (the fruit flavoured pack was devoured Saturday night while watching the Port v Adelaide footy game, which Jr Her was happy Port won!)
Plus, there was a CD mother had bought me when above mentioned sister bought them tickets to see - David Campbell! Man, that fellow is great. Very funny! Sister even got the CD signed for me (personally addressed to me too!)
So, thinking I was Queen Muck, I gave snuggled up to Him for a cuddle, when I heard rustling behind me. Keep your eyes closed, says Jr Her. After a while the rustling and giggling stops, and I am permitted to turn around. There she stands in a pair of navy blue velvet slippers, and an Easter Egg Purple fluffy soft hooded floor length bath robe! They decided to give me an early Mother's Day gift, because it was too big to take to Sydney next weekend. How lovely! I had said to Him that if he were looking for ideas, my old robe was somewhere between 8 and 10 years old, I can't remember which. I tell you, it is as soft as a plush teddy bear, and very, very warm. Lovely!
Then I took Him's work ute to the shop for fish and chips. Remind me not to do that again at night as I couldn't see diddly squat out the side windows of the canopy! Never mind. It was a great meal, great ending to a lovely evening!
Wonder what's for Mother's day now then? They tell me there's more....