Today is Susan’s birthday. And since it’s her birthday, and birthdays mean wishes, I wish:
I was there. And our kids were not. And we had unlimited crafty time. And cake. And wine. But not so much wine that we burned ourselves on our hot glue guns or sewed things wrong-sides-together, you know. Just a glass or three. And cake. Did I already mention cake? If not, cake.
And, since they say it’s the thought that counts, things I wish I could buy her:
The entire line of Kaffe Fassett prints that she likes (and coincidentally I can barely stand to look at directly. One of our many differences).
A coverstitch machine. So she could really take off and I could tell everyone I know her.
A yurt. Only because she’d get a little chuckle every time she saw it sitting there and remembered our inside joke. Plus, it’d be a great conversation piece.
And, since these are just wishes, and they seem to be getting incrementally more expensive, let’s just throw in a vacation home on her own private island. Oooh, with a steam shower, jetted tub, and private infinity pool. It may seem like many of these gifts are also for me, but I assure you, I only have her best interests in mind.
So, Happy Happy Birthday Susan! I hope you enjoy being 26 and love all the new (imaginary) presents I got for you! Have a fantastic day.
Those are magnificent birthday wishes! =)
I’m not a real fan of the Kaffe Fasset prints, either. ;)
wow what an island!
Awe, Happy Birthday Susan! I hate that line of KF, too. I’d rather stick a fork in my eye than look at it. Susan- I hope you have a wonderful cake and wine filled day! -Shannon (twilltape, skirt week winner, bread baker, non laundry folding Shannon) I’m collecting accolades!
HAAAAAAPPY BIRTHDAY, Susan!!
I happen to like Kaffe Fassett. HOWEVER, that being said, I like his fabrics because they all incorporate some degree of “ugly.” And I like “ugly.” I have a huge pile of Kaffe fabrics just waiting to be turned into a quilt that can only be loved in the dark! :o)
Again, Susan — happy happy happy happy happy happy birthday!
HAhahaha. Falling off chair laughing at you, Care! As if any quilt you make is ugly…
By the way, forgot to tell you ages ago, my new potential sewing friend here has a yurt. In her house. In the playroom. No joke. They lived in Mongolia. So you might just get one in the mail.