Received my package with no return address (sneaky Santa...) but with inside hints (at least once I opened the prezzies) to know it came from the vicinity of Albuquerque, so that narrows it down and I'm guessing it may be from my 2010 Santee...(though it could be from someone else in the family).

I had good intentions to wait until Christmas morning...but I just couldn't.

Thank you! (I'm especially looking forward to, uh, "sipping" one of the wine-filled chocolates! And listening to the CDs. And using the noseflute, perhaps, while caroling...)

Linn