Oh I had two posts lined up for today - one following on from yesterday's plus one because Zilla tagged me for a meme.
Scrap that, sorry it's all on hold.
I woke up to the postman ringing the doorbell this morning (over here the letter boxes are built into the front doors and if something won't go through the hole you have to answer the door) - anyway - I got a Secret Santa!
To be fair the 'Secret' part of that is because the parcel was sent weeks and weeks ago and wasn't actually meant to be anything at all to do with Christmas - but who cares! Its Christmas and I got to open a parcel from a friend in America, full of goodies.
Way, way back in
My reciprocal gift, because Jane wanted to try some, was a miserable box of English teabags - a much lighter gift that should have made its way much faster. I guess they completely fell off the boat somewhere in honour of history. That or someone somewhere is richer by a box of teabags that they never wanted!
Jane mate - now that I know we actually can post something to each other and have it arrive, I will re-send. I will also reconsider the contents given this mass of treats!
In with the parcel and rather crumpled from the journey were some pictures - one of Jane and Tarzan and a couple of their pet, who is gorgeous. Nine year old Daughter is oohing and cooing and wants to adopt the pet. She has also decided that Tarzan looks a bit like Big Son. I am waiting for 'we must be related' and then 'can we go visit?' Give it an hour or so.
Me - under duress from the kids I ripped open a bag of candy corn as soon as it got here and we had one piece each. It's delicious. It's also a little bullet packed with corn syrup and not to be attempted on an empty stomach before your system is functioning in the morning. I intend on eating a good few more once I've peeled my sugar-shot self back off the ceiling and had about six cups of coffee. Yes, I think six should do it.
Jane - THANK YOU!!!! I keep looking at your face in the picture. It so explains you - so joyful and unassuming and gentle and up for a laugh. It belongs to you, exactly the way you come across in your blog. I hope you don't mind me saying.
Maybe its the sugar rush, but while I wouldn't mind a brick in my stomach to settle things back down, I have no intention of wiping this huge grin off my face, all day.