AuburnChick's Adventures

As you know, I have been participating in a Cold Weather Hot Drink Swap, hosted by a Betzi, over on Ravelry.  My partner, Figaro, and I have been teasing each other with hints about the gifts we would be exchanging.

The other day, Fig informed me that she had mailed a package to me.  I waited with anticipation.  Yesterday, I ran home during my lunch (I was subbing) to retrieve Rooster’s shoes for practice.  The boy had pulled one of his usual stunts…forgetting to take a key item to school for his soccer practice (can’t play without the proper shoes, you know).  As I drove into my neighborhood, I noticed the mailman’s vehicle.  It had just begun its route.  I figured it wouldn’t reach my house before I left, so I paid it no mind.

I ran inside, loved on the dogs for a few minutes, and ran out again, shoes in hand.

Lo and behold!  There was the postal truck…headed around my cul de sac!!  I started the car, allowing it to warm a bit while I waited anxiously.

The mailman (actually a lady) stopped in front of my mailbox and turned around to retrieve my mail.  I stepped up to the mailbox…waiting with outstretched hand.  She turned to put the mail in the box and visibly gasped in surprise!  She had not heard me approaching.  I think I gave her a mini-heart attack.

I didn’t see a package in her hand..only stuff that resembled bills.

“Honey,” I wanted to say, “Take this stuff back and bring out the REAL mail!”

I didn’t, though.  She turned back into her truck, saying that she thought she had something else for me.

Uh huh, I thought so, I wanted to say.

She emerged with this package in her hand:

It was heavy.  I got more excited!

I put it in the car, making myself wait until I got back to school before opening it.  I wanted to savor the moment by myself.

And that’s just what I did.  Here’s what Fig packed into that envelope:

Here are close-ups of the contents:

What a thoughtful gal!

Mr. AuburnChick looked over everything with a quizzical look.  “Why would you want to send stuff back and forth?” he asked.

He doesn’t get it.  It’s a SWAP.  It’s a wonderful way to get to know someone better and stay connected.

I love knitting, and I love the internet.  And I love that they have opened up new avenues to friendship.

Mr. AuburnChick may not “get” it, but I sure do.

Thanks Fig!  You made my day.  What a sweet friend you are.

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