I keep waiting for her to pop out of the wardrobe and yell "Surprise!"
Goodbye and Good Riddance 2009: So long and thanks for all the fish.
Every year we watch the Charlie Brown special, do the Snoopy dance, wish everybody a Merry Christmukkah, and thank our Secret Santas in the good riddance thread. Which is this one, in case you were wondering. Oh, and 2009? Don't think we've forgotten about you
Yay!!!
If you can believe it, they have been backordered since just after Thanksgiving and only arrived this week--just in time!
Everybody had orders to lie to you in case you decided to order your own.
I keep waiting for her to pop out of the wardrobe and yell "Surprise!"
ETA: Sadly, although I should be in a spa of my own in Hot Springs National Park, Texas snows mean that I am here in San Francisco.
The Joshua Trees are sad without you.
I guess that means I should change my Facebook picture back to Sad Joshua Tree.
Yay for amazingly awesome gifts! That turned out to be perfect timing.
And for the record, i do not believe "white chocolate" has any business calling itself chocolate of any kind, being as there is zero cocoa solids in it. Bleargh. My father likes the stuff. I find the chicken fat metaphor to be apt...even the good stuff just tastes like sweet oily wax to me. Worked out well when i used to live near home as my dad like the stuff. I like dark and my mom like milk chocolate, so we never fought over mixed boxes.
White chocolate has cocoa butter in it. Why the hate?
Wow, mw, what mad giftgiving skillz. I love the sneakiness of it!
no coca solids! that's the tasty part. Cocoa butter is a great moisturizer. For my skin.
:: delurks::
OMG, Sail - you total rock star!!! So I have this gorgeous wee bag from the Met filled with hilariously fabulous Harlequins with shocking pink edged pages, and taglines like: "Dangerous Dames! Exotic Romps! Cold-blooded murder - 1950s Style!" and artwork that has to be seen to be believed.
A. Dor. Able!!!!
(Also, See's Candies? Made of yum!)
Ahem. I have finally posted my present to my poor, patient, doubtless disgruntled Santee. It should take a fortnight to get there (I'm sorry! But I would have had to sell a kidney for the 3 day service, and provided unspeakable sexual favours AND robbed a bank AND invented a time machine for the back-in-time-to-when-it-wasn't-late service.)
So, um...if you haven't received a gift yet, brave heart! It might be because I suck. (But thanks to Sail, I'm trying to keep my sucking to See's Candy lollipops instead.)
P.S.
Not dead! Just very very very dark charcoal grey.
I'm glad everything got there, Fay! Don't forget, book reports!