Better late than nevah, right?
I knew who my secret Santa was right away from the Ohio postmark. And if any doubt remained, the thoughtfulness of the contents proved that the gift was from Trilby (who I STILL think of as Brianna

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I put down that I'm just a Kindergartener at heart, and she took me up on it. I got a bunch of cool stickers, note cards, star-shaped post- its and more, including an Elvis refrigerater magnet. Love it!
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PS Just realized that I forgot to obscure my mailing address in the first pic, but paranoia is more trouble than it's worth - especially since the dog is incredibly vicious and extremely protective. Plus, any stalker/admirer would have to make it through either the entire Navajo Nation or else the complete Ute Mountain Ute tribe. Good luck, suckers!