I'm a thruhiker. I've been hiking for two years, I'm taking a tiny break and then heading back out. My (rematch!) Santa also says they're a thruhiker! And so they know that there's nothing a thruhiker needs like a good homecooked meal... especially one that's as calorically dense as the Athabasca Oil Sands.

So my Santa sent me two boxes of homemade cookies. The note said they're from an old family recipe from Scotland. One box was butter shortbreads, the other had pecans.

Guys I swear I didn't realize cookies could be this good. I'm in my thirties and I had no idea. I just stood at the counter and ate one of the shortbreads. Then I ate one of the cookies. Then I went back to the shortbreads for another. Then I ate a third. Then I literally put them on a DIFFERENT FLOOR so I wouldn't just dive in HEAD FIRST like some kind of RESIDENT EVIL ZOMBIE with a SWEET TOOTH.

My Santa didn't say if they were a professional baker, but like, I assume that they are. And if they aren't then they really should be. But legit I really assume that they have at least worked in a bakery. I'm... I'm so happy.

...now to go hike more and burn off the six million billion calories I got from this incredible wonderful gift. Guys. Guys, I'm so happy.

-u/daxelkurtz trailwonthikeitself dawt cawm