I participated in a gift exchange last month where my only request to my secret gifter was to surprise me. When a box arrived in the mail this week, I happily tore it open and found two wrapped packages. The smaller package revealed a movie, a lovely ginger-chocolate bar, tea, temporary tattoos, a pencil, and a copy of Ray Bradbury’s The Illustrated Man. Busy jumping up and down with glee, I almost forgot about the larger, second package, which contained this fantastic item:
That’s what I call a surprise! It was easily the best gift exchange present I’ve received yet.
