Mercy is the mark of a great man. Guess I'm just a good man. Well, I'm all right.

Mal ,'Shindig'


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.


SailAweigh - Jan 14, 2011 2:44:45 pm PST #348 of 466
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

one of those table-top hooks for holding a handbag (this will come in very very handy)

I got one of those from my daughter this year! And it is indeed handy.


Java cat - Jan 17, 2011 10:49:52 am PST #349 of 466
Not javachik

I have the most amazing collection of gorgeous gifts from Seska! Thank you so very much! There's an absolutely delicious box of decaf Earl Grey and English breakfast from Taylor's of Harrodsgate, by appointment to HRH The Price of Wales. Mmmmm yummy. Not one or two but FOUR articles of jewelry: a lovely wire and spread-out beaded three-strand necklace with pink, lavender, silver, and abalone beads (totes my colors!!), matching silver and abalone-bead earrings, make that two pair of earrings, one pair with a small blue bead and seed beads also; and a really lovely vintage (or reproduction, I can't tell) Edwardian chain and link and green crystal necklace with a small rhinestone-covered ball in the center. Then there's more! Oh my gosh, what a store of riches! A 1000-piece puzzle of the best of Yorkshire, and a book I am really looking forward to reading about Hearing Dog for deaf people. I live in a town where Guide Dogs for the Blind are trained, and just love stories about how animals and people develop loving and helping bonds with each other. Thank you so much Seska!

I'm a wee bit worried about my giftee. My presents were mailed on the Monday before Christmas. Have they been recieved, I wonder?


Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Jan 17, 2011 12:09:19 pm PST #350 of 466
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"

Oh, yay - I was getting worried that it wouldn't arrive (we had mail-disruptive weather just before Christmas). So glad that you liked it all! I'm really glad some of the jewellery's in your colours, too! No idea if the necklace is reproduction or real, but I saw it in a second-hand store and thought of you.

I live in a town where Guide Dogs for the Blind are trained, and just love stories about how animals and people develop loving and helping bonds with each other.

The author is my father! He's a talented guy. His dog Matt is also very talented.


beekaytee - Jan 17, 2011 2:42:10 pm PST #351 of 466
Compassionately intolerant

The author is my father! He's a talented guy. His dog Matt is also very talented.

How cool is that?!

What is the title of the book, may I ask? I'd love to look it up.


Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Jan 17, 2011 9:36:05 pm PST #352 of 466
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"

It's called 'If It Wasn't for That Dog'. My father's pen-name is Michael Forester.

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Lee - Jan 18, 2011 4:45:20 pm PST #353 of 466
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

No other packages received? I'm beginning to fret about mine getting where it's supposed to be.


Deena - Jan 18, 2011 5:31:51 pm PST #354 of 466
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

Me too, especially since UPS says it was delivered this afternoon--left by the front door.

doom doom doom...


Calli - Jan 19, 2011 2:18:23 am PST #355 of 466
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

I'm thinking mine was lost by the post in a drift a block from the recipient's home, and won't be uncovered until April.


msbelle - Jan 19, 2011 3:26:11 am PST #356 of 466
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

I am contacting people today to check up again.


Lee - Jan 19, 2011 5:23:03 am PST #357 of 466
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I was part of the slacker exchange. I was just hoping the post office wouldn't add this much to my slackage.