After opening the box with my trusty Highlander katana letter knife I find--
Counting Sheep gift set!!! Score! (I've been out of waving not drowning for a bit).
I've never tried Dreamtime even though I've wanted to and Waving not Drowning is my favorite bomb!
AND...
a beautiful red box tied with ribbon (that doesn't want to come off!!) holding chocolates. Knipschildt Chocolatier -- the chocolates are Vivienne, Elanor, Julianne, and Martina.
The Chocolates have girls names! And I'd tell you what they look like but the ribbon won't come off!
I can see that sometime after the holidays I'm going to have to indulge with a bath and some chocolate.
Happy Solstice!!!
Why thank you!
I shall actually be posting my reflection on this year some time later tonight in the spirit of the light returning.
ETA:
Waving not Drowning is my favorite bomb!
Mine too!
Indeed it is a happy solstice. A fucking cold solstice at that, but certainly a happy one, for me at least.
Oh, Anne, I'm so glad it got there in time! I've been cursing the very uninformative CanadaPost tracking site all week.
Hope the cookies aren't too crumbled.
I believe my Super Duper Slacker Secret Santa is not a slacker at all!! Because, in fact, I got a present from Erika today! A very very pretty dreamcatcher--it's got a very tiny dreamcatchery part in the middle, and then a bigger bit in a bigger circle around, and then strips of really soft leather with beads and feathers hanging from it.
Oh, cute. The Japanese Kanji Kentei organisation decided that the kanji that most represents this year is "disaster". Go team them. [link]
Here's a monk drawing the kanji in question.
I managed to get the ribbon off the chocolate box. And the box is hard to open. Pretty but I have to work to get it open. One of the chocolates was broken...part of the shell came off and the ganache was exposed.
So I had to try it....
omigod. It has to be the best chocolate I've ever tasted. It has black currant ganache inside that is so amazing. I don't think I've ever really had black currant anything. It's amazing. I ate part of it, fit the lid back on, and I'm set.
Black currant is one of the things I love most about Britain. It's a terrifically addictive substance.
Note to my Seekrit Santa: Got your message, it's all good, if it isn't here tomorrow I"ll pick it up at the post office on the 3rd when I get back into town.
Askye, guh, that sounds scrumpdillyicious. And, go you with the mad breakfast and organizational skills.