I went to pick up my package from the post office after finding that they didn't deliver it to my address. Hmm, annoying. I grab the modest looking box from the postwoman and wish her Happy Holidays. I get home and... screw it, it's Christmas Eve Eve, dive right in to the package. It was like a bottomless box of goodies. I kept pulling more and more gifts out! Who is this Secret Santa?! I open the one marked fragile one first. ALRIGHT! BEER! How did she know?! The next several were roughly the same size. What could they be??? Cookies! Brownies! Some interesting Mexican suckers??? AWESOME! Down to the last 3. Let's go for the small thin one. Sweet! An Arizona State Football ornament! Putting that right up on the tree! Next one, a CD! Love me some music and I've heard some of Murder by Death's stuff but never really dabbled. Can't wait to throw this in my car and rock out! Down to the last one. Pressure is building. Very Fragile. Much Wow. Holy hell... this is awesome. I'm currently clearing off all my roommate's crappy photos of loved ones off the mantle for this awesome cross stitch of the Marquette Golden Eagle logo! My Secret Santa rocks and I'm tremendously thankful for the thoughtful gifts.