Thank you, Baby Jesus.
If it wasn't for You, I would not be the recipient of a non-stop stream of goodies arriving via back porch, front door, and US Postal Service.
I'm not going to go all "demure" and pretend I don't like presents. I LOVE presents. I don't even care what they are, as long as they're for me. Presents make me super-duper excited.
Why, yes. I'm actually 8 years old.
So here are the gifts that have arrived recently which are preventing a full-out descent into seasonal depression caused by 3 hours of sunlight a day:
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| A Standing Buck courtesy of Anonymous Back Porch Donor. I think we're getting a subtle hint to throw up a few lights outside. |
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| Mothers of Brothers Blogger's new book. The laughs inside will keep you from crying. At least for an hour or two. |
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| Atheist-Friend gave me this picture, but the matting was damaged. I just picked it up from Michael's over the weekend. Good as new. LOVE it. |
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| Macy's ornament courtesy of (same?) anonymous back porch donor. Sparkly. Red. Perfection. |
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| An entire family of paper people courtesy of Jack. He made my paper person very skinny. Who needs Paxil? |
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| Ok. I bought this one myself, but Jack and I were on the hunt for the church for weeks. We found one under a pile at Kohls marked clearance and I had a coupon. Final cost = $12. I think it was a pricing error. Or a sign from the Savior that no holiday village is complete without a place of worship. |
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| A poinsettia courtesy of Miniature-Friend. I always mean to get one each year, but my history of murdering plants usually dissuades me. So far, so good. |
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| Fun new drinking coasters. Or as my sons have christened them, "the new matching game." |
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| Awesome homemade cookies from Atheist-Friend with a divine chocolate dip. They did not survive long enough to capture a photo. |
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| I had been wanting a picture of the Beverly Breast Cancer walk for my entry last May. John (future brother-in-law...no pressure) sent this last week. I think it captures the day wonderfully. |
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| A surprise $18.04 check from a class action settlement that I didn't know I was a part of. Paid for the Kohls' church with enough money left over for a McDonald's peppermint mocha. |
There you have it. May your holiday season bring you many joys and surprise deliveries!
I received the same check. There is nothing better than free money.
ReplyDeleteI think I need to move so that more people mail me things. There's nothing like opening the door to mail that's not a bill.
ReplyDeleteI take back everything I said about your Grump. How was he after the Bears handed Denver a victory on a silver platter? At least the Blackhawks won.
ReplyDeleteRegards, The original grump SF
I love getting presents too. I pretend that I am all whatever but inside I am yes.
ReplyDeleteAnonymous - Amen!
ReplyDeleteSkwishee - Chicago would welcome you! And I'll drop off crazy sh*t!
SF - Grumpy is at bowling, so he should be home and un-Grumpy in a couple of hours.
Gweenbrick - YES! I just can't be blase about presents. They're PRESENTS!!!
I had that picture once. It now hangs in Joe's house. I always pictured myself the graceful brunette in red. Nowadays I look like the maid holding the umbrella. I bet she has some tales to tell. :D
ReplyDeleteLove you!
Megan
wow-- you put my book again! thank you!! if I mail myself to chicago will I be mentioned in your blog again? I hope so! (and ps-- who can read a whole book in 2 hours? are you some sort of speed-reader freak that is setting the bar impossibly high for us mere mortals?!)
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My pleasure! Sorry, I'm a fast reader. As an undergraduate, I took 21 semester hours regularly and had to read really really fast to keep up. Bad thing - I often miss some of the nuances of language - see my sympathetic comments to Gweenbrick on his non-illustrated post. oooops.
ReplyDeleteMeg - I ALWAYS felt like the maid, which is why I like the picture. (:
ReplyDeleteI got that check too, and I THREW IT AWAY!!!!! AAAAAAaaahhhh! What's wrong with me? I didn't think it was real. Sh*t.
ReplyDeleteNo Way - THAT my friend, is a tragedy. I'm so sorry! You can have gotten like 9 peppermint mochas!
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