Whoever he/she is, is a wonderful person. Not only did my SS get my a Frosted Flakes T-shirt, he/she also got me a pound of fudge. Now, let me tell you about this T-shirt... it's got Tony the Tiger on it. You know how g-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-eat that is? Pretty g-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-eat! And by "pretty," I mean "very." You know Tony, crossing his arms, looking all cool and satisfied. Now many of you are probably thinking, "that satisfied look is for you for getting such an awesome gift!" I do not mean to disappoint you folks, but no, that satisfied look is for my SS for supplying me with a shirt that all of my friends are going to beg me to wash from wearing 24/7. Now, onto this fudge. I do not know if any of you noticed, but this fudge was made by the Brigittine Monks. That's right, all the way from Amity, Oregon. Not only did they make the fudge, they packaged the fudge. My SS had the foresight to get me fudge that was made with love, not by a cold, heartless machine. My SS is a compassionate person, I can tell; getting me a gourmet confection like this. Whoever my SS is, I only have two words for you, followed by twenty-two words:

Thank you! Have a very merry Christmas, or a very happy Hanukkah, or some very happy holidays; you know, depending on your religious affiliation!

Update: A new gift rolled into my mailbox today; can you believe that? My SS's generosity knows no bounds. This white knight of a person got me "Creating Short Fiction: The Classic Guide to Writing Short Fiction." You know who writes short stories in their spare time? If you guessed, "I bet it is FinniganClayworth," then you would be right. If you guessed otherwise, you could very well also be correct. I wouldn't know about those other people you guessed though. So cheers and kudos to a fantastic SS, you were great. And yes, I just winked.