I don't want to say this too loud, just in case my husband hears me, but I really am a lucky girl.
I am lucky to have the special man in my life who is my soul mate, best friend and actually quite a handy man.
It's been a busy start to the year with a few family occasions. The most exciting being a birthday, yep, mine! I told Andy that all I wanted for my birthday this year was for him to make me a wooden swift. Oh, and to bake me a birthday cake. In all the years we've been together he has NEVER made me a birthday cake, and in fact he admitted the last time he made a cake was in year 7 Home Economics. Obviously, I didn't hold much hope there.
He came through with the swift however, and did a fantastic job of it. He salvaged timber from his timber stash (woodworky type blokes have timber stashes, I have a fabric and yarn stash) and only needed to purchase some dowel and a wing nut. The base of it is actually made from leftovers from our deck, native timber that was felled and milled by Andy and his dad, and then turned into the labour of love that is our deck.
He also surprised me with this fabulous vintage wooden bucket thingie which he bought at our local Japanese importers. He thought I could use it to keep wool in *bless him* I thought it might be useful to keep Toby in, actually.
I also got that cake I begged and harrassed for. Lily help him to whip up a beautiful slow cooked chocolate cake which was topped off by an evening out at my favourite restaurant.
And while we're talking love, this little lily made a re-appearance looking a little worse for wear three years after it disappeared into the abyss that is Andy's shed. I knitted it as a gift for our seventh wedding anniversary. Bugger a jumper, beanie or socks; he got a knitted flower.