The bracelet January 11, 2005
I didn’t find the bracelet under my pillow because I didn’t go to bed until after Mark got home. I found it when he popped on top of the doona where there was no way I could hop into bed without finding it.
He bought it for me to commemorate an event roughly 10 years ago, which we will never admit to Foozley until he’s all grown up.
There was also a card with it with lots of sweet, lovely stuff written in it which I will always treasure too.
oooh-aaah, it’s really nice! from mark’s description i was expecting something from bill’s bargains (sorry mark!) but this is classy!
p.s. mark, that comment doesn’t reflect on your taste, just on the extent of my own jewellery repertoire.
Well, who’s a lucky girl then? What a nice thing to find on your doona. (What was the event you won’t admit to Foozley?)