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Awww... thank you!
Dec. 26th, 2006 04:02 amAwww... whoever sent the little stack of LJ gifts, thank you! A very merry Christmas to you, too.
Dec. 26th, 2006
Hello, from Xmas-land
Dec. 26th, 2006 10:09 amHi folks, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wildernessguru and I are visiting his family. I hope you're all having a wonderful, sparkly Christmas with piles of pressies, too much food, and every comfort.
WG and I had our Christmas before we left, collapsing on the bed and opening pressies by candlelight after we finished packing. He loved his, ahem, ring (I'll leave it to your imagination what kind of ring, from what you know of us *cough* *cough*), the Betty Page spanking t-shirt got a howl of laughter, and then we came to the main event. The big box that had him dying of curiosity. The tag said, "you will have many hours of enjoyment."
He roared with laughter when he opened... a paper shredder.
"She loves me!" he beamed, hugging the box.
To give you a little background, WG receives lots and lots of mail. He's always been very security conscious and goes through the trouble of ripping things into teenie, tiny pieces before he throws it out. He enjoys this the way a cat likes trampling on wrapping paper.
This shredding habit has always made me nervous, and whenever I've been missing, oh, important tax documents, the finger of blame has pointed. He's wanted a shredder a long time, and I've said "no way." Slowly, over time, I realized that we always found them and he never shredded without due consideration.
He will be so happy, shredding.
As for me, I'm wearing a watch for the first time since 1992. I'm not anti-watch, I'm just unusually good at destroying them. I finally gave up almost 15 years ago, but I'm trying again. It's a beautiful elegant imitation of a Skaagen.
Then... oh then there's the one you'll love:
He bought me a pair of binoculars. Really good ones.
For a minute I couldn't for the life of me figure out why... then I remembered those terrible, sky-high seats for the U.S. Nationals. Oh my god. I tried them out and I can see two blocks away clearly.
He loves me. *hugs binoculars*
wildernessguru and I are visiting his family. I hope you're all having a wonderful, sparkly Christmas with piles of pressies, too much food, and every comfort.WG and I had our Christmas before we left, collapsing on the bed and opening pressies by candlelight after we finished packing. He loved his, ahem, ring (I'll leave it to your imagination what kind of ring, from what you know of us *cough* *cough*), the Betty Page spanking t-shirt got a howl of laughter, and then we came to the main event. The big box that had him dying of curiosity. The tag said, "you will have many hours of enjoyment."
He roared with laughter when he opened... a paper shredder.
"She loves me!" he beamed, hugging the box.
To give you a little background, WG receives lots and lots of mail. He's always been very security conscious and goes through the trouble of ripping things into teenie, tiny pieces before he throws it out. He enjoys this the way a cat likes trampling on wrapping paper.
This shredding habit has always made me nervous, and whenever I've been missing, oh, important tax documents, the finger of blame has pointed. He's wanted a shredder a long time, and I've said "no way." Slowly, over time, I realized that we always found them and he never shredded without due consideration.
He will be so happy, shredding.
As for me, I'm wearing a watch for the first time since 1992. I'm not anti-watch, I'm just unusually good at destroying them. I finally gave up almost 15 years ago, but I'm trying again. It's a beautiful elegant imitation of a Skaagen.
Then... oh then there's the one you'll love:
He bought me a pair of binoculars. Really good ones.
For a minute I couldn't for the life of me figure out why... then I remembered those terrible, sky-high seats for the U.S. Nationals. Oh my god. I tried them out and I can see two blocks away clearly.
He loves me. *hugs binoculars*