Happy by Post

See all these little bits and bobbles? They came in to me by post from my youngest daughter. Isn't that great? In our family we like to give each other little gifts for no reason at all-just to make the recepient happy. So we call these gifts "happies" It was my niece who coined the phrase first. This one came to me this week all the way from Dahlgren, VA and I love everything in it. The only thing that could have made it better is if my daughter and granddaughter had also been in the package. Oh well, I shouldn't be greedy I guess. Grown-up daughters do the nicest things.

On the same day that I received this package, my middle daughter, who lives nearby showed up at the quilt shop where I work with beautifully decorated cupcakes for us all. And for me she had packed one in its own special cute box. Work came to a halt for everyone as we perked a pot of coffee and gathered at the work table to have a pleasant little break and ooh and awe over the drifts of pink buttercream dazzling with edible glitter. I was tickled pink as everyone enjoyed the cupcakes and pilfered through my box of happies that were delivered to me at work. Yes siree, my girls are grand.