Finally got the lid nailed down on that box of . . . oh, you'll just have to wait and find out. But I hope they don't eat through the . . . oh, this is too much information, I think.

The elves were outfitted with whips and leather and got the ol' flying reindeer saddled up and ready to go yesterday. I think they scrounged an old WWII reconnaissance map -- hope it's got your street on it. They seemed reasonably confident. You DO have a chimney, don't you?!?

Maybe they'll just leave it at the local post office. Haven't a clue as to how long it will take to get there; but it's out of my hands now. (I think the elves had a piece of ginger to place under the reindeer's tail . . .)

Hope you've got a pair of welding gloves and a rabies stick . . .

Oh, and ENJOY!

SS, St. of Elipses