The point is he was spoiled rotten by everyone but most especially by my parents. They sent him an amazing gift this year. It came a week early or so (I could tell from the large unheavy box that it was probably a quilt) so I emailed my Dad to say it had arrived. He wrote back "Good because we insured it for $100." I was thinking he thought very highly of his handiwork....until JBird opened it on January 13th.
WHAAAAAAA????? This picture does not do the awesomeness justice. You can't see how each of those pieces of the cougar's face is individually sewn on and the details of the quilting. He had to download the cougar face from BYU's website and then do a bunch of stuff to it to make the pattern to create the face. The back is made from that fuzzy BYU fabric and the rest is the softest flannel you've ever had the privilege of putting your hand on. And the radiating beams from the cougar's face?? (my Mom's idea, btw).... amazing. JBird has slept with it every night. I foresee it being in shreds by the time he gets to college.
I think they should have insured it for, like, a bajillion dollars. At least.
Anyway, to get to the title of my post, my parents also put something else in the box with the quilt. It is an old sweatshirt of mine from high school.
I got it out of the box and was like, "Is this mine?" I looked at the sleeve... "93, yup that's mine. Why do they still have this?" Then I set it down & proceeded to watch JBird open his quilt. Oooohed and aaaaahed for a while. Then after the kids were in bed I went to pick up the sweatshirt to put it somewhere.
I looked at it again more closely.
There's a soccer ball on it. I didn't play soccer. Uuuuhhhh.....
I turned the sweatshirt over....
Um, that would be my HS boyfriend's sweatshirt.
Should I just start wearing it around? It's in mint condition as you can imagine. No point in wasting a good sweatshirt.