Thursday night I got home from a grueling 11-hour shift to find an Amazon box waiting for me. I thought, 'oh it's those undershirts I ordered', took it inside, and put it on the counter. While I was microwaving dinner (I know, I'm so fancy) I realized I'd been staring blankly at the label for a full minute before comprehending the "c/o scuzzytoast" after my name.

My exhaustion seemed to momentarily evaporate as I ripped that bitch open like a starving hyena. Tired bones, aching feet, screaming lower back - all suddenly forgotten in my enthusiasm to see what was inside (I love surprises!)

Now see, I love superheroes, and I love socks. And my Santa found a way to get me both! FIVE pairs of adorable Marvel hero socks, and a bitchin' pair of Wonder Woman knee-highs... with little shiny red capes! SWEET! And they're all so soft, too! (Does the inclusion of Wonder Woman make this gift a crossover event?)

I suddenly didn't care how much my feet hurt from standing all day; these heroic socks have defeated the villainous ache with style and sweetness. All thanks to the kindness of an internet stranger, who totally made my night with such a wonderful and thoughtful gift!

Thank you, nessgrl22! You're AWESOME!