And the not so good news is...
upon my arrival home and finding my missing mail (the lovely swan from Carol
) I also found a familiar envelope in one of those "oops we goofed" pastic wrappers from the post office. My package (mailed the 28th) to other side of the country took the scenic route through at least two other post offices, one was Nashville and the other postmark was illegible. Then came back to me with the "package damaged enroute, we're sorry, blah blah blah" note attached. Well, the worst damage to the package was - it was empty. Seriously empty. No stitched surprise, no little extra treats. Just.plain.empty. So, I've started again and I'm just about half with the stitching part and I'm such a slow stitcher it's going to be a little while. But it's coming...you have not been forgotten!!!