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A visit with my Twitter Friend from Wales

My Elf on the Shelf is holding the gift of chocolate I received from Angela, my Twitter Friend from Wales. I received Great British Spotted Dick Pudding Bars and Great British Treacle Tart Pudding Bars

My Elf on the Shelf is holding the gift of chocolate I received from Angela, my Twitter Friend from Wales. I received Great British Spotted Dick Pudding Bars and Great British Treacle Tart Pudding Bars.

Over the years that I have been on Twitter I have had the opportunity to meet some of my Twitter friends who live in different parts of the world. Meeting my followers  who live in Canada has not been all that difficult, but for those who live hundreds or thousands of kilometres away, well you can only wish that one day you will meet. Last spring when my husband and I went to Jamaica we were able to meet with my Twitter friend Emma and her husband.  This coming summer, I will be hosting my Twitter friend Suzanne for three weeks, who is originally from England but for the last few years has lived in South Africa, and is now moving to Dubai with her husband (we also have been writing letters to each other for a few years).

Yesterday though, I had the opportunity to have lunch with Angela from Wales (Angela is over visiting family that just happen to live in the same city as I). Chatting through Twitter, we arranged to meet at a local restaurant for coffee. This is when my children give me the one-two for meeting strangers over the Internet (Note I do not recommend the meeting of strangers over the internet, if you do, always, always tell someone where you are going, at what time, when you will arrive home, and have the meeting in a public place)

Well chatting away about our families, I found out that I also follow her daughter on Twitter, who is also quite pleasant to chat with. During our visit, Angela presented me with two gifts, first a lovely apron, designed and sewn by a friend of hers (her friend sells the aprons on Etsy but at the writing of this post I am unable to remember her name). She also gave me two different types of chocolate bars, the one having the most funny name of “Spotted Dick” , it is delicious. Feeling absolutely horrid that I did not bring anything for her, the lattes and lunch were my treat. (I know Angela had no intention whatsoever of making me feel bad, but being Canadian, well I did feel awful).

Here I am, with our two dogs Cocoa and Bear,  holding the chocolate bars and wearing my new Apron.

Here I am, with our two dogs Cocoa and Bear, holding the chocolate bars and wearing my new Apron.

Sadly I was not able to spend more time with Angela but it was just lovely meeting her, and I certainly hope we can continue to chat on Twitter, and maybe one day I will be able to make it to Wales.

Angela and I

Angela and I.

 

 

Romance for Valentine’s Day

At the beginning of the week, the eldest decided to make a tiled table for her boyfriend as a Valentine’s day gift. She worked exceptionally hard each day, creating the letter “B” out of black tiles which would be surrounded by white tiles. Then the top would be attached to a stand with a felt bottom (wouldn’t want the hardwood to get scratched). Once the table was done, off she went on the bus to the neighbouring town, to surprise her boyfriend. His mother picked her up at the station with the table, then once at his house, she put her plan into action. The table would be wrapped with tissue paper, with words of endearment written on it (there were also little toy dinosaurs), and then she would wait. Once he arrived home from work, she hid in his closet. All went according to plan, he was surprised, but knew immediately it was her work, and then said, okay where is she? Out of the closet she jumped!

The finished table in our basement.

The wrapped table in boyfriend's room

Second view of the wrapped tiled table

Different views of the table

Note: Before the boyfriend came home from work, he made a stop at the restaurant he was taking my daughter to for dinner. When they arrived at the restaurant later, she saw the reason he had stopped there earlier, lovely flowers were waiting for her on the table they were dining at.