Had our second sewing class tonight, and again, had tons of fun. I love those ladies. The Godmother and the BFF are the best classmates ever, and our teacher and her mom crack me up. The BFF’s “doo-vlay” is coming along swimmingly, and The Godmother, while she had a little oopsie with measuring tonight, is going to be gifting some gorgeous bedding in a couple of weeks. I love that my friends have such good taste, so I don’t have to try to think of something nice to say when something looks bad. They both picked out such great fabrics, and I can’t wait to see how everyone’s projects turn out.
So, for those who don’t know me, my birthday is coming up (Saturday), and I haven’t really thought about it too much. Well, other than to make plans for My Mamma and Diddy to come visit and get some Red Lobster cheese biscuits. I LOVE RL cheesy biscuits.
So yeah, birthday…hadn’t thought about it too much, and was so pleasantly surprised when I walk into sewing class and The Godmother gives me a gift bag! And it contained a candle that smells like cupcake icing (I want to eat it…the candle, I want to eat the candle…is that weird?) and the beautiful vintage daisy dish that I wrote about last month! That girl is so thoughtful! Thank you Godmother!
I think that she should now be The Fairy Godmother, because she is so awesome (and because The Godfather suggested it) and because she is the opposite of a “fairy,” which makes it both funny and ironic.
See, fairies are kind of dainty, right, and pretty fragile.
Let me tell a quick story to explain why she is the opposite of a fairy. I think I’m telling this story right, but if I’m not, feel free to correct me. I heard it secondhand from a bunch of drunks, so details are blurry.
Well, when a friend of ours (who happens to be a rather burly and tough looking fellow) was exploring the possibility of coming to blows with another fellow (who had attempted to man-handle said friend’s wife), he turned not to The Godfather or Kyla Brown (or any other male in the area), but to The Godmother, and said “You got my back, right?”
To which she surveyed the opposition and said “He’s a pansy, you can take him” and walked off.
Now that is badass.
And I can tell you, if you want someone to plan your party, help you pick out home furnishings, decipher your insurance explanation of benefits or get your back in a fight, she is an excellent person to call.
Or when you find yourself temporarily homeless, as we have on several occasions, she’s all like “come on over!” Even if you need to stay for a month. No joke. I owe this girl way more than a slightly matured house plant.
So, yeah…THANK YOU GODMOTHER! I’ll post pictures of the dish in its new home soon:)
[EDITED TO ADD] – I didn’t just write this because she gave me a present…that’s just what reminded me that I had wanted to write about how awesome she is