Is It So Wrong?

Is it really so wrong to love a man just because he brings you things? My mailman brought me this sweet fabric today. I like my mailman. I really like my mailman. It's too bad he only brings me these things after I go to the trouble of ordering and paying for them though. If he really wanted to get on my good side he would surprise me every so often. Typical male, you have to drop a brick on their instep to get them to notice you.

I see this as the lining of a snuggly cranberry wool plaid winter coat for Sophie Alice with matching hood and mittens, of course. Or maybe jammies. How cute would a pair of jammies covered in big-eyed pink bunnies be?

Boy, life is sweet. Don't you think?

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The Mail Fairy came today...

...and this adorable fabric is what he brought me. Purchased from Etsy seller Modish Vintage. I ordered it on the 9th and it arrived in three days, how's that for great service? I fell in love the minute I laid eyes on it. It has already been washed, dried, lovingly folded and placed in my stash. I even whispered sweet nothings in it's ear! *^_^*