I truly have the best santa. I feel like they did a magnificent job of making me feel like I visited Omaha! My santa even wrote me a personal letter detailing each of the items. So without further ado, here's what my santa gifted me!

I got a T-shirt from Omaha that says Omaha on it in Coke-style lettering. Pretty cool stuff; I'm gonna be the envy of everyone on the street.

Next up is this bomb- ass cookbook. This is way fancier than anything I usually make, but hot dang do some of these things look good. I do like to cook. I'm a vegetarian and this cookbook has some meat recipes which will serve me well when I want to impress young men with my skills. Thanks, santa, for preventing me from being foreveralone.jpg (and to give me the vehicle to try some tasty meals)!

Next up is a bottle of dressing. I haven't been able to try this yet but I'm looking forward to it. Santa says they grew up eating the stuff so it HAS to be great. Thanks, santa!

Finally, and possibly most exciting to my neurons, is a bag of locally roasted coffee. I can feel the caffeine coursing through me now (heavy breathing). Let me tell you, this smells divine. I am literally giddy to grind this chestnut colored joy. Santa says that this particular roaster is very choosy about their beans so it sounds very legit.

Santa, this experience was truly awesome. I've never been to Omaha, but if people like you exist there I would feel honored to visit. :)