I'm a jerk.

Obviously I was brought up in a barn. I've gone and totally forgotten to hand out thank-you cards. Will public love suffice? Oh, I hope so...

Thank you, Jamie, for little Huskie. She's adorable, if not a little creepy as to how you convinced someone to make a leather suit for a corn on the cob plushie... Either way, she is sitting on my bedside table.

Thank you, Kylun, for the scroll. It's beautiful; I put it up right away. You did it by hand, didn't you? I'm just... wow. It may be because I have no artistic ability whatsoever, but I'm rather stunned. One wall decorated... only three to go.

And thanks, Lee, for the treasure hunt. It made my day. I think I got them all... four books, light sweater (how did you know?) refills for all my pens (that were running low, I mean. creepy...) a gift certificate to iTunes, a tea sampler, animal arrowroots... okay, let's just assume I got them all, because the amount of stuff you got me is starting to get embarassing. Eee! You're way too good to me.

Who knew? Mint tea. Tastes... good. I am rather perplexed. There was a lot of shocked poking going around this morning, let me tell you.

Happy birthday to me indeed!