Sorry Santa...How About a Little Christmas Cheer?

So apparently I managed to anger Santa with my last post. (You don't believe me, check the comments.) I didn't really mean the bah humbug stuff. It was a bad day and I REALLY do hate the freaking mall, especially this time of year.

But after the little guy went to sleep last night...at 10:00 (who told this kid that 10:00 is an appropriate bed time for a 2 year old!)...I had to assemble all the presents for the litany of paralegals, secretaries, managers and supervisors I'd bought stuff for.

I trudged into the office this morning, arms loaded with bags, totally psyched to dole out my gifts. I ran into my secretary first, pulled her into my office and closed the door. She actually thought she was in trouble... But I plunked the bag down on my desk and watched her eyes grow wide as she read the tag. We have a couple huge cases going on right now in the office and I was giving my staff "survival kits" to get through the cases. Deanna reached into her bag and hysterically laughed as she pulled out booze, caffeine, sweets and a scratch off lottery ticket for a little luck...

She was so happy with it that I eagerly dragged one of my paralegals in next. She laughed so hard it brought tears to her eyes. Then she gave me MY gift. Well, first she hands me a package of homemade cookies saying, "These are for the boys. You are NOT allowed to eat any." Then she proceeded to hand me a beautifully wrapped package of carrot and celery sticks. "THESE are all yours." Too funny - and all day I had to explain the wrapped bag of veggies on my desk...

Anyway, I was a good little elf today and everyone loved their gifts. It put me in a particularly good mood. Well, that and receiving a copy of my first published article.

So, since I'm feeling generous, I thought I'd give out a few more presents tonight.

The first is for Mr. Condescending...

Just what you always wanted...your very own pirate ship. Now don't forget your promise to take me on the maiden voyage!

This next one goes to Ms. Salti...

How could I not pass on a little vampire love for the holidays? Assuming he can follow instructions, he'll be arriving at your door bright and early Christmas morning. But he is a man, so I'm not sure how well he can actually follow directions. ;)


Now for Otin...

I wasn't really sure what to get you... I hope this new fishing boat will do.

I was thinking about getting this for Jormengrund...



But I decided this would be more appropriate....

...for easy disposal of all obnoxious and annoying people at the office.


To show that I'm a good sport too,

Matty, this one's for you. You demanded a black one, right?


Brad, I stumbled over this on the way home. What kind of friend would I be if I didn't give you a cut?

And Andrew thought that your little one could use THIS...

Hopefully Santa is more satisfied with this post and I've gotten myself off the naughty list. Merry Christmas guys.