Remember the Gift Giving Elf I warned you about?
She's excited to announce that it's time to dispense her first packages into 3 unknowingly oblivious mailboxes. If you left an "ok" to be added to the gift receiving recipients list of 4under3, then your name and snail mail address is snuggled in a rod iron basket next to my computer monitor. When I complete a new, crafty eye candy item or find a much loved cutsie item while I'm out and about, I pull a name, package said item, and send it off a sailing. All this done in efforts of calming my compulsion to give.
I can't wait!
I know, I'm kinda spoiling the surprise here. But I just couldn't hold it in any longer. I mean, look at those Christmas books in all their ribbon-and-pretty-paper glory! As much as I love them, I love it more to give them away.
If you're eagerly awaiting the names of those receiving these part ornaments part books, don't worry. I'll share them in a couple of days, giving the delivery team enough time to distribute the surprises.
I'm even biting my nails because of all this excitement and suspense. I love surprises. Like when Mr. Marvelous surprised me with a 5am Hot Air Balloon ride. Or when my MIL surprised me with an hour long Facial Massage just 2 hours prior to the appointment.
But even more, I love to do the surprising. It feels good. Kind of like the heat radiating from the fireplace right now. That feels good too.