I can’t stop saying, “wow.” Just lots and lots of wows. Any one of these gifts alone is amazing in thoughtfulness and care, but the entire set… I’m fighting back tears. And I’m not a tear kind of person.

Puns aside, this is secret santa on a whole other plane (plain, both of us are from the great plains... yeah...)! I will spend my life aspiring to be this good.

And the icing on the already-phenomenal cake is the cosmic coincidence of a gifter from a town two hours away from where I grew up. No wait, the icing is the copy of American Gods, for which I have a t-shirt but never read. Hmmm… definitely thinking maybe the NSA was involved because I stood in the book store thinking very hard about buying a copy of Dark Matter but never pulled the trigger (thank you, book gods!!). Okay, those are the icing, but the sprinkles is the Doctor Who disappearing TARDIS mug on a day when we are having a decidedly Wisconsin-y winter go-out-and-start-your-car-at-noon-so-it-will-start-when-it’s-time-to-go-home day (nice touch on ordering the correct weather for the delivery).

[editor’s note: the cats are now asleep in front of the wood stove, having lost to the will of the crinkle toys]

The state cutting board rounds to home in a beautiful way: my father-in-law (who spent some time in the town you mailed from!) did a pig board years ago and it has been coming apart for some time. We can now safely retire the pig to hanging decoratively on the wall and test the mettle of VolumeOne’s gift section.

I can't find the words to properly describe the notes included with each item. insert more wows until I recover from the buzz of awesomeness. Hoping they're readable in the images.

Dear god, I want to hug flamingojones (not a hugger either)!