Jesse, I am so glad you liked the present.
Right. Piano. Because that's what we used to kill that big demon that one time. No, wait. That was a rocket launcher.
Xander ,'Touched'
Goodbye and Good Riddance 2011: Maybe the even years are better
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. 2011? Room for improvement. Srsly.
Sue - Dec 27, 2011 1:08:06 pm PST #249 of 408
hip deep in pie
DebetEsse - Dec 27, 2011 1:45:32 pm PST #250 of 408
Woe to the fucking wicked.
My Secret Santa gift arrived! We were playing paintball and the maillady showed up. There was tea (we all agreed that it smelled very nice), and a shawl pin (pretty!), and pretty earrings, and cookies, and an Ahnk-Morpork Reporter Mug (yay, Discworld!)! And I did some sleuthing (not that much, except that the Internet at my parents' house is...spotty, so everything is an adventure), and I think my "A. S. Santa" was Amy! Thank you!
Jesse - Dec 27, 2011 2:36:36 pm PST #251 of 408
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Jesse, I am so glad you liked the present.
Love! I almost want to leave the soaps in my office, because they smell so good, but I think in real life I'd rather use them! Mmmmmm.
Amy - Dec 27, 2011 2:36:55 pm PST #252 of 408
Because books.
It was me! Yay for gifts arriving! I hope the cookies weren't stale by the time they got there.
Anne W. - Dec 27, 2011 3:27:51 pm PST #253 of 408
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Brenda, I'm so glad you and Darby enjoyed your gifts! I had a lot of fun putting the package together. Perkins, I'm relieved to hear your package got to you.
Also awesome - the delicious sweet/salty corn puffy stuff I am currently stuffing my face with. I didn't know what it was but my sister made grabby hands as soon as it came out of the wrapping.
That stuff (I can't remember what the place calls it) is caramel-coated crack. I don't dare keep it around.
Lee - Dec 27, 2011 4:17:42 pm PST #254 of 408
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
That stuff (I can't remember what the place calls it) is caramel-coated crack. I don't dare keep it around.
There's a chance I sat down in my front room and ate large amounts of it the second I got home.
Just a chance though.
Jesse - Dec 27, 2011 4:26:03 pm PST #255 of 408
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I'm at the stage where I feel like eating all the junk in my house as quickly as possible is actually the better call.
DebetEsse - Dec 27, 2011 7:22:11 pm PST #256 of 408
Woe to the fucking wicked.
Amy, I actually have not tried them yet (there was waaay too much food and too many people at the house today), but I will tomorrow and report back.
lisah - Dec 28, 2011 5:12:21 pm PST #257 of 408
Punishingly Intricate
I've gotten a sweet christmas card from my secret santa sent sneakily via Vermont. Fun!
Atropa - Dec 28, 2011 10:30:30 pm PST #258 of 408
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Dear Secret Santa,
Eeee! Thank you so much! A zombie parts box! A zombie doll! Chocolates! Fancy tissues! White chocolate violet drinking chocolate mix! And a lovely framed drawing of the photo of Neil Gaiman and me! They are all wonderful, and make me very, very happy. Thank you again, mysterious Santa in WI.