I've tried to march in the Slayer Pride Parade ...

Joyce ,'Same Time, Same Place'


Goodbye and Good Riddance 2010: Don't Let the Door Hit Ya...  

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 2010? We have a few words for you.


Jesse - Dec 21, 2010 3:14:49 pm PST #170 of 466
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Yay!


smonster - Dec 21, 2010 3:18:53 pm PST #171 of 466
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Secret Santa o' mine, your package arrived! I was going to open them a few a day... But then I couldn't stop. Oopsies.

So! In no particular order, except I did follow the instructions for first and last... Ginger cookies! Still soft. Nom. And then... a Tardis cellphone charm! I actually made squeaky noises at that one. Then there was an array of bacon-flavored products - popcorn, salt, and drink tabs. Yes, drink tabs. I think I just discovered a shortcut to bacon-infused bourbon. Score.

My embarassment of Christmas riches also included a titanium spork (I WILL BROWNBAG LIKE A BADASS), a wee jar of fudge sauce (never know when you're going to need a bit of emergency chocolate), and a Kinder Happy Hippo.

Hang on... Gotta eat another cookie. SPICY NOMS YAYES.

Oh! Forgot the card. Soy ink on recycled paper, AND there's a detachable bookmark.

Okay. And for the dramatic finale, I opened a lovingly packaged sequence of wrappings to reveal a gorgeous ornament, hand-beaded I presume?

Which makes me think... Suzi? Unless my tricky Santa had her make it, in which case I am stumped.


smonster - Dec 21, 2010 3:20:39 pm PST #172 of 466
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Dude. I can't decide what to make taste like bacon first.


javachik - Dec 21, 2010 3:20:53 pm PST #173 of 466
Our wings are not tired.

Oh! Forgot the card. Soy ink on recycled paper, AND there's a detachable bookmark.

heh hehe hehe hhehe

I got one too!


SuziQ - Dec 21, 2010 3:32:34 pm PST #174 of 466
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

Twas me, smonster. I know there was a plethora of bacon related items, but I just couldn't stop. The drink tabs were so out there, how could I resist?

Just made another double batch of ginger cookies (and peanut butter kisses and peppermint swirls). The gingers are my fav.


Amy - Dec 21, 2010 3:33:09 pm PST #175 of 466
Because books.

Suzi's ginger cookies are Teh Awesome, it's true.


smonster - Dec 21, 2010 3:36:15 pm PST #176 of 466
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Yay, thank you, Suzi! I will report back on the baconness of each item. I'm trying to decide if I have room for popcorn.


SailAweigh - Dec 21, 2010 3:36:47 pm PST #177 of 466
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Yes! And her peanut butter kisses (she tempted me to the Dark Side, for, lo, I care not for that combo at all) are absolutely perfection.


smonster - Dec 21, 2010 3:39:52 pm PST #178 of 466
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

I didn't get out any decorations this year, so the ornament is lending a bit of welcome spirit to my entertainment center. It's so beautiful.


brenda m - Dec 21, 2010 5:15:08 pm PST #179 of 466
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

I have been Santaed! I went to the mailroom to find some packages I was execting and there was an extra! And inside was a nice fuzzy blankie with cats and dogs. And a lovely homemade bag with a loveier story behind it, and all the makings of an emergency overnight kit. The good kind of emergency kit, with green/gold sparkly nail polish and lotion and all kinds of nice stuff. And some nifty butterfly thingies for the wall, which is great timing since I'm about to start tackling redoing the dog's room.

[Yes, I just called it the dog's room. Stop rolling your eyes. It could also be called the guest room, or the spare room, or the book room (it doesn't quite qualify as the library). But it also happens to be where the dog set up shop when she moved in. So.]

I'm pretty sure I figured out my Santa from the UPS drop off location. But then, she figured me out last year just from the word "fragile" on the side of the box.