As it stands, I am currently a very hungover person. Weddings are the best/worst. After supersetting my highway drive across Texas with some light dry heaving, I came home exhausted and unenthusiastic about the impending Monday.

But then, you guys, then I remembered I had a Secret Santa gift waiting for - nay - smiling at me as I arrived home.

And this is what it's all about! Sharing the cheer, spreading the joy, and all the things. My husband has been trying to get me to read Life of Pi for an unmentionable number of years, and I am an avid writer, so this little package is the shit! (Included: A seasoned copy of Life of Pi, a sweet wooden pen fit for a wise old poet, and a neat nautical themed leather-bound loose leaf journal.)

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have more dry heaving to do.