I love delivery men

Delivery people aren't like the posty. Nope, delivery men bring you good stuff like eBay winnings, pressies from overseas relatives and supplies. Not bills like the Posty brings. Or letters from Malaysia asking if I could give my bank account details to a guy and he would deposit 45million US dollars..yeah right. Now I am getting spam in my real letter box.

Today my delivery guy brought me boxes of supplies and stock. Now then, if only I could remember the password to my own website maybe I could list some of these beauties. Mmmmmm bamboo embellishments. I wonder if they will even make it to the stock pile. They're so gorgeous that they might not make it past my stash.

a box of glue for me.

Doesnt that make your creative bone go all tingly?(and I dont mean from sniffing it guys)

I am back in my element now and after a chat to my daughter about invading work space we have come to an arrangement and the house is filled with love again. for now...

OH and in a week I have shed 2 kilos so I am super chuffed about that. Still tired and a bit cranky from sugar withdrawals but I am working towards the day I can knit myself a gorgeous jumper and wear it or sew an awesome top with some of the cool fabric I stumble on when I am looking for suppliers. Roigth! Back to work I go.