Last Friday I had received notification that my Secret Santa had shipped my gift. To say I was excited would be an understatement. I began the sickening regiment of obsessively checking the tracking number for updates. I even checked on Sunday. The delivery date had moved from Tuesday to Monday.

Huzzah!

It is now Monday and I was full of anxious feelings. I did not sleep well last night due to my excitement. Every time I would hear anything remotely close to a delivery truck made me take a sneaky peek out of my window from behind closed blinds. My neighbors were probably worried that I would start chucking cats at them if they even so much as looked at my door, let alone touch it, giving me false hope. I would have too, if my cats weren't old as dirts and fatter than poots... and I had a bazillion more cats. Two just doesn't do it for a crazy lady... But I digress.

So it is Monday. Every truck is met with quick excitement and then disappointment. A school bus was the worst offender as it would hang around to safely let kids off... GET OFF MY LAWN! My lower lip was protruding quite far from my face. I text my husband about that evil school bus and how it was full of lies. :(

Just then, I hear the lightest and swiftest of swoosh. A tell tale sign that a package has been thrust upon my front porch. (giggity) Then a sickening THUD THUD. 'Oh no!' I thought to myself. That gentle UPS man has fallen upon himself and went face first into my door. As I opened the door I was then full of excitement and concern for my newly fallen comrade. However, he was gone into his giant brown boxy sleigh before I could give my condolences on his new face. But there, my friends, was the package. I quickly forgot about the UPS man and snatched up my unknown presents.

Boy, I sure was not disappointed. My eye was first met by packing bubbles. I threw them to the floor to entertain my child whilst I further inspected the box. The soundtrack to me looking at things were very loud "POP POPs!"

A dinosaur drawing book! Ahem, I love drawing and dinosaurs. My family and I will be getting lots of enjoyment out of this. I really am totes excited for it!!!

An Acrylic Easel Art Set w/ a bag... What's with this? Seriously... Have I ever told you that I like, or even love painting??? You bet your sweet socks I do love painting!!! Holy Beans, this art set is adorable with it's little paints and other tiny art things. It even came with an apron, which is very cool because I have a surplus of exactly zero aprons. Maybe now I don't have to cry every time I get acrylic paint on me. (I don't really cry... But someday I might.)

I only know your real name, my Secret Santa... Unless it is not your real name... But thank you. Thank you so very much! I absolutely love my gifts and really want to play with them now but I have to go be an adult and do adult things before I get to play.

THANKS!!