I was sitting here Friday night and the phone rang. It was Cheryl, calling on her cell. She asked what I was doing, and I said that I was just hanging out and watching tv. Then there was a knock at the door and I told Jim so he could answer it. And in walked Cheryl! I guess the look on my face was priceless, I didn't know whether to talk on the phone or hang it up. She drove all the way, all by herself, just to see me. I was crying, she was tearing up. Jim wasn't quite sure if I was going to be mad about the surprise or not. (I'm not a surprise type person, I like order in things. :-)
It was a wonderful weekend, we went to the casino, the locks, the school, to a hockey game, and we made a bag. Cheryl hasn't sewn since junior high, and here are the pictures:
2 comments:
now that truly was a beautiful surprise.
colin x
When I came to the door, poor Jill didn't know wether to talk on the phone or look at me and cry. If only the expression on your face could have been taped. Yes it was a wonderful weekend, everything was perfect. It will definately be repeated. But next time I will bring warmer clothes!
C
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