My secret Santa is so awesome. Yes I opened my presents today. I have no patience. Also, my cats found the ribbons on Santa's beautifully wrapped presents fascinating.

So I collect vintage and antique teddy bears. I just love them to little bits. I also gather up weird, ugly, cute or otherwise unusual teapots. Santa managed to parlay this into spectacular gifts!

It is a teddy teapot. ❤ I know, right? It's so freakin' cute. This is what triggered the boogie-ing down, Christmas style. Then I moved on to the other presents.

Santa got me a cookie cookbook to satisfy my urge to bake cookies for everyone in all the land. Santa is totally not responsible for my completely arbitrary decision to tack on an extra hour of swim time in the mornings.

Next was a book titled The Teapot Dome Scandal. I like reading books about historical events and people. I thought the way that it crossed with my other interests was whimsical and clever!

So... I like Buffy the Vampire Slayer. It's a ridiculous and guilty pleasure but I love it. I got a fabulous Buffy mug from Santa, who clearly understands these things.

By this time I was making this sort of high pitched "squee" noise and my dogs said "Eff you, Karen. We're leaving!" I ignored the flapping of the doggie door as I opened the Open Last beautiful Christmas card. I'm so seriously touched by my Santa's thoughtfulness. It's been a stressful last 4 weeks for me (so sorry, giftee. Your stuff is wrapped and going to the post office in the morning.) and this just helped me so much inside.

So thank you, from the bottom of my heart, Santa. I'm all fuzzy inside and your gift was the needle that poked a hole in my bubble of stress.