A Gift For Me a Gift For You ...

I thought of the title of this post and then realised there are far more gifts for me here. It reminded me of sharing sweets out from a scrunched up paper bag when I was small. Do you remember one for you, two for me? Sharing sweets was ok, but I thought let's not go overboard about it and be too generous as I was usually only doing it because my mum had told me to.

As my paypal account was looking fairly healthy and it's one of those places that I don't feel as if I'm spending real money I decided to search for a few treats. I popped over to Donna's place for some fabric therapy and fell in love with this 1950's cafe scenes fabric. I also loved the yellow roses so much that I had used all of mine up in cushions. More are needed as they cheer up the sitting room so much.

Today is my Dad's 83rd birthday. Later on, after drama club and playdates, we'll be going over for birthday tea. The Bun's ordered old fashioned toffees for his present. This is the closest I could find with piratey paper.

And where is the gift from Mr Bun and I? Well at the moment it's still in the shop (I hope). I'm soon off to buy the requested pruning shears.

Another gift for me. This time from a dear friend who thought I might like to add this peppery fish to my other shiny figurines. Mr Bun thinks it was a gift for him. Who I am to argue, I can still look at it whoever it belongs to.

This pink glass vase was most definately for me though and came from the same friend yesterday. What a lucky thing I am. It matches my round glass bowl perfectly.

Reduced roses - a gift from me, to me with another wildflowers book from the car boot for the Bun's.

And finally I succumbed to the allure of the messenger bag. I searched through ebay hoping to find the blue boat print one, but no luck. However, I was there to buy as I'd made up my mind. So I pressed buy now and hey presto one more gift for me.

Wishing you all a great weekend.