Saturday Steals–Apron

Hello, and welcome to another rousing round of Saturday Steals!

To participate, simply:

1) Steal a steal.

2) Write a post about it on your blog, mentioning that you’re participating in Saturday Steals (you can steal the above image if you so desire), and

3) Add the link to said post to the list at the bottom of this post.


‘Member how I told you I was lucky?

Well, it’s true. I’ve been having some really lucky luck lately, especially that of the postal persuasion. It seems like every time I go to the Mayberry Watering Hole these days, I leave it with a spring in my step and a glimmer in my eye.

I keep finding delightful packages waiting there for me—and what’s more, I get them for no deserving reason! I don’t know why this is happening to me—heaven knows I’m normally not so fortunate—but when the gods send you a blessing, you don’t ask why it was sent (thanks, Prince of Egypt, for that fine lesson of moral apathy—it will get me far in this world, I can feel it). That the Par Avion gods will continue to smile down on me is my daily supplication.

Dramatic? Yes, but the fact remains—

I delight in packages.

A few weeks ago I had the good fortune of finding one such present in my PO box. What it contained was this:

A delightful package bedecked with pink handwritten notes bearing good tidings of great joy. The purpose of this package? Why, to help me make it through summer school, of course.

Upon hacking it open like the parcel vulture that I am, I was blinded by the brightest, cheerfullest colours I’d seen since the last time I was chillin’ in Anaheim with Walt’s legacy.

And on further investigation, I discovered that my talented friend the Science Teacher had sewn me an apron!

And a lovely apron at that—with scalloped stitchery, two generous pockets and a candy-stripe ruffle, it was everything I ever wanted in an apron.

I vaguely recalled the Science Teacher emailing me for my address some weeks before, but—fuzzy-minded person that I am—the memory had long been lost in a sea of blog post ideas, research paper citations, random Harry Potter facts, and sundry tidbits that are wont to fill my squishy brain on any given day.

Which was lucky for me, because it meant this apron was a total surprise, and a welcome one at that.

I tried it on instantly, having always preferred the look of myself in an apron over any other outfit (all the better to hide the fat rolls with, that’s what I say), and was immediately enamoured:

Then I hung the apron on the hook in my kitchen and picked up my suitcase to start  my voyage to New York and came back and wrote a research paper and took a final exam and went on a brief excursion with Poor Kyle and never even thanked my benefactress for her benevolent deed.

Until now.

Thank you, Mrs. A, for the thoughtful, wonderful gift you made for me—specially for me—out of the goodness of that lovely lovely heart of yours.

It made my day and also my month.

And that’s my Saturday Steal.


Now it’s your turn! Add your steal to the link list below. It will be open from now till Sunday at 11:59 p.m.

About Camille

I'm Camille. I have a butt-chin. I live in Canada. I was born in Arizona. I like Diet Dr. Pepper. Hello. You can find me on Twitter @archiveslives, Facebook at, instagram at ArchivesLives, and elsewhere.
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3 Responses to Saturday Steals–Apron

  1. lindsay says:

    i love saturday steals camille. please don’t ever take them away…people just need to catch the stealing bug!

  2. Katie says:

    Hey Camille! It was great to meet you at BlogHer. Anyone who’s a friend of Andrea and Reagan is a friend of mine!

  3. Maureen says:

    That’s a pretty apron. And my Saturday/Sunday Steal is up!

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