Yes, my Spinning Wheel came this week.
Husband: Don't open that box, it's your Christmas.
Me: Well, I need to open it because there is a tear in the box and I need to make sure it's ok.
Husband: It's ok, and they will make it right if we find out something is wrong.
Me: I don't think so, we need to open it to make sure.
Husband: You are not going to open that box.
Me: Pout
Here is some yarn that also came from Sophie's Toes. It's called Back to School. The picture doesn't do it justice. Should I open that box? Hum?
Husband went out of town on a golf trip for the weekend. My daughter and I went out to eat last night and and then to Target to buy a bird feeder since the garden is so bare. Something to do, to keep me busy. I haven't seen a freaking bird on that feeder all day!!! Sure would like to open that box?
Cleaned out the secretary in my bedroom. Threw four garbage bag away of papers and junk. I didn't realize a piece of furniture could hold this much.
What to do? What to do?
Hell, I'm going to open that box.
OH MY!!!!!!!!! It's beautiful... What else can I say.
I didn't take it out, I just ran my hand down the side where the tear was just to make sure everything was ok.
Daughter: Momma! (Caught in the act) You are not suppose to open that box. Shhhh, don't tell daddy. I sure hope he don't read my blog. I got to go tape it back up now.