It was a few weeks before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring not even a possum...
Am no poet, but late last night when I got home from a Christmas party I was able to open a giant box and inside was a bad from Anthropology (yay), with two lovely owl decorations, a really awesome vase, a stocking and a giant pen (which my daughter would like to give back to Santa as he might need it!).
It was a lovely surprise to come how too and I am really appreciative of the efforts my elf went too.
Will post pics this evening, was too dark last night and I ran out of time this morning.