You, sir, are *late*....
The last box finally showed up, just as I was starting to rearrange part of the upstairs. It figures, you start lifting the sofa, and someone rings the damned doorbell....
So now everything's even more everywhere than usual, and I have no room to do anything but move stuff back into other places....
That box is supposed to have my chips in it, too.
To hold us all over, here's the first wave of pictures.
The cookie tubs, with cookies and fudge. The fudge was a surprise. I figured I'd only get chocolate this year, but I got chocolate, peanutbutter, and chocolate/peanutbutter layered.
...and that's the other box. No presents, just stuff.
More later.
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