It soots me just fine to wait for the right time of leisurely awaking on the holiday morning for my thrill of discovery, or as leisurely as awakenings on that day get, helped by the lack of children dwelling here. No use peaking before Christmas anyhow (some say I peaked years ago, but don't listen to them!) and I'll not find myself either otherwise engaged or even be-troved until then. I wouldn't want my gifts self destructing like a Mission Impossible assignment tape, with possible examples of your local folkways reduced to mo' ashes.

You, like the best of Secret Santas, have managed to make the messages part of the gift itself, so advance thanks for that from a most grateful Santee for mmaking it worth its wait in gold. Let nothing you dismay!









"Little" Santee? I'd thought myself somewhat medium.

Hmmmmmmmm......