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Santa Continues

Tuesday, December 20, 2005 1:20 PM CST

Okay,
Wow.
Lots to tell.

First of all, Secret Santa:

I don't have the little tags handy, so I'll have to post the clever poems later, but at Annalee's Bowling Birthday Bash, the Secret Santa-S! revealed themselves. The poem for the 12th day mention being tired of running around! Anyway, I was partly right...it was my lovely family...sister Mindy, sister Missy, mom Judy, grandma Ginger, Dee Wellington and sister Stephanie. What a fun adventure that was. It was wonderful for the kids to have something to look forward to each day. So thoughtful and so just like them!

Now there's another mystery...someone left a GIANT bag on our doorstep, someone who's been reading the website...there was a picture of McIllvaigh man, and a Patrick sitting on a crabby patty ornament to keep M-man company! (If you don't watch SpongeBob, ask your nearest neighborhood kid.) A lovely angel ornament for me, a purple ornament for Kate, a note and ornament about John 3:16 for Zach, a snowman made of football ornament for Kenny, other ornaments that said PEACE and LOVE and this beautiful framed PEACE with the verse about "My peace I leave you..." Beautiful. Amazing. And I have no clue who it is!!! Thank you, Mystery St. Nick!

Last...we did trade in the Toyota. With the year-end rebates and the red-tag specials our local dealer was having, I had the choice between an 03 Tahoe, an 03 Quest, or an 05 Suburban....all for roughly the same money. So we got a good trade-in on the Toyota, and bought the Suburban. Will post a pic soon. Hooray. I purchased the extended warranty, too, so hopefully, no more car woes for a while!!

Love you all,
Shelley

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