swappie goodness!

I have been involved in a "may we always be quiltie friends swap" over at the Old Red Barn Company group on Flickr. I sent mine off to Lara in New Zealand before Easter (it had Eastery things in it so I had to be sharp!) but the deadline isn't until May 1st so when the postie chapped this morning when I was in the shower? I assumed it was a parcel for the Spouse - who was scrambling out of bed and into his dressing gown to get to the door. He appeared in the bathroom "it's fabric for you..." with a slight eyeroll and I knew I hadn't ordered anything. Even when I saw the NZ post labels and Lara's name? Didn't figure it out. Here was fat quarters and little wrapped parcels - huh? That's a bit of a big "thanks for your swap" thank you. Then I read the card. Doofus. The random number generator had paired us up!! Check it!

Amy Butler "Love" which I, well, love! It's so pretty but still cool, y'know? AND a charm pack of Wonderland!! Which I missed when it was readily available and have been drooling over whenever I see something created with it. Got plans for it, I think!! And the funkiest kiwi tea towel. Spouse has a habit of staining dish towels mopping up spills (usually coffee or beer!) so he shall be well warned about using my precious NZ boys. I admit the temptation is pretty large to make something with them! Think how cute they'd be as a tote!

And bless her cottom socks, she had included a wee parcel for ma pair wee Chook. Brace yourselves.

Actually, it's not so bad if you keep the photo small. It's her chin that's really sore, apparently. Anyhoo, her unicorn clasps (UNICORNS!!!) and bead kit were MOST happily received. There's been a bead bracelet made already and the necklace is planned out on the kitchen table. THANK YOU LARA!!!

Everything has stopped, however, because the Grand National is about to start!!! We have money on Snowy Morning, Tricky Trickster and Black Apalachi and I suspect I would have been as well burning my tenner since we never win a bean. I've watched it since I was a wee girl, though (with Beloved Wee Granny usually) so it is a deep rooted tradition. Wish us luck!!