Midlife Mom's blog a couple of years ago, I saw a picture of a wall hanging she had made for a relative and I wanted one for myself. I just had to have one! So I asked if she ever sold these things, and she agreed to make one for me at what Cliff and I felt was a nominal price. I have treasured this item ever since I received it, and it warms my heart to think that someone in the state of Maine put so much time and love into something that is so very "me". I love the fact that she stitched our names on it. That was a special surprise.
Since that time, when I'm reading words written by any treasured Internet friend and they mention their knitting or crafting, I can hardly restrain myself from begging. Sometimes I don't restrain myself. Maybe it isn't begging if I tell them I want to buy an item, right? But then they end up giving me an item, so I suppose it is begging.
I met Mel in Oregon on a message board, years ago. She's had several blogs at various times; she has one now, but her entries are few and far between. However, I keep in touch with her on Facebook. She made the mistake of mentioning yarn, and I told her I wanted to purchase an item she had made. Any item would do; it's just nice to have something tangible from someone you've never met in real life. She kept forgetting to send my item, but finally it arrived.
When I brought this in from the mailbox and opened the package, Iris went crazy sniffing it; she no doubt smelled Mel's cat. Oh, there were no hairs on my gift, but you know dogs can smell a cat or another dog at quite a distance.
The next person I bugged was Julia, in Pennsylvania. I believe she started out on AOL journals, like I did. She still blogs (Yarns and Tall Tales), and I also follow her on Facebook. I told her I wanted to purchase an item, any item, something that wouldn't require a lot of effort on her part. I'm sure she thought I was a crazy person. But she came through with a hat.
Sometimes people send me gifts I didn't ask for. I prize these as I do the other things I've mentioned, because here is something I can hold in my hands sent to me by a friend I've never met face to face.
HERE. By the way, Cliff figured out my problem with self-destructing egg beaters: They don't do well in the dishwasher. Thank goodness he figured this out before I received this one, which has sentimental value.
A couple in Texas saw that I missed the bubble lights of my childhood and went right out and bought a set for my Christmas tree.
I got this surprise in the mailbox the other day, another thoughtful gift from Midlife Mom. She knows Cliff is crazy about tractors.
A reader who is also a Facebook friend messaged me there the other day: she read in this blog that I had decided to stop subscribing to Reader's Digest. It was time for her to renew her subscription, and Reader's Digest wanted her to choose someone to receive a free year's subscription. She wanted my address so she could give that subscription to me.
I wanted to do this entry to give you an idea what lovely people read my blog. I get such nice comments here, and tons of support; I appreciate every one of you. My readers are the best gift of all.