I first opened the box I received, and I was like "whaaaaa?". This was because right off the bat I saw the Star Trek lunch box and the Star Wars blanket and I knew that my Santa had me pegged.

Resisting the temptation to ignore that note that my Santa included in haste to dig in to the goodies, I laughed out loud when I saw he had gotten creative and included a picture of Tom Brady riding a Bronco. (Sorry Santa. I still refuse to believe that Tom Brady is superior. Thanks for giving me a cool gift anyway! GO BRONCOS!)

Digging deeper into the box, I discovered that Santa must have really thoroughly stalked me in the nicest way possible, as I got a care package full of all my favorite things: Star Trek, Star Wars, Doctor Who, Comic Books, Video Games. But, it was all selected to specifically give me a relaxing moment with my favorite TV show or that book that I've been meaning to get to.

He also included some coloring books that I intend to give my nieces and nephews and some information on a foundation that I assume he's attached to. Very cool, Santa!

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU SANTA!

You bet I broke in the mug RIGHT AWAY!

tl;dr: My santa was all "You seem chill. Here. Have some things to chill with."