I had a rough week last week; my ankle went wonky again so I couldn't run, work was horrific, and to top it all off, I managed to lose every. single. oven mitt. All of them suddenly disappeared, making my favorite pastime of stress baking much more difficult.

With all of this happening I was cautiously optimistic when I received notification on Monday that my present had shipped. I thought "Hey, maybe this week will bet better." And you know what? It was. My Santa's goodwill started working immediately: work was great and my ankle started feeling better. I still couldn't find any of my oven mitts, but since I had a shopping trip planned soon, I figured I'd be fine.

It came while I was at work today. I got home to find that my cats had been thoroughly intrigued by the box, if the fur and nibble marks were any indication. I was just as intrigued but, thanks to my opposable thumbs, much more able to open it. Open it I did, to find... Presents!

The bravest of my two cats, Pirate, immediately claimed and killed the bubble wrap. Next up was the card - a super sweet snowman to go on my wall, with a super sweet message from my Santa inside. Then I saw the gelt (chocolate coins), yum! After those, the stocking. More chocolate, yay! Band aids, I just got a papercut, so incredibly convenient. Then, oven mitts!!!!!!! My stress baking can resume!

The brave Pirate fled in terror from my squeals and flailing at the next presents. A Flyers T-shirt!!!! It's exactly the one I've wanted but couldn't bring myself to buy, and it fits perfectly! Then a headband to finally keep my from sweating into my eyes when I run! In my favorite color! Then a book about Monty Python! Then a daily calendar filled with fascinating trivia!

Joyfully exhausted, I lay next to the package dreaming of my eye-sweat free run tomorrow while Pirate returned to kill the bubble wrap again. Santa, you are amaaaaaaazing!!!