I love Christmas. LOVE Christmas. And now it's over. Booooo! But as long as I can share my presents with you, I'll be fine. This year was particularly exciting, as I had made a mini-Christmas list around Thanksgiving, and then completely forgot about it. So when I was opening presents, namely, very specific things I had asked for; I was ridiculously excited.

 "OH MY GOD - I FORGOT ALL ABOUT THIS BOOK!"

(From Booklist: For their wit, intelligence, good looks, and politics, the aristocratic Mitford sisters were the toast of the mid-twentieth century. They were prodigious correspondents, particularly between each other. Mosley, daughter-in-law of Diana Mitford, has selected and excerpted from some 12,000 letters between the sisters over a period of almost 80 years, to shed light on women described as Famous Notorious Talented Glamourous Turbulent Unpredicable Celebrated Infamous Rebellious Colourful & Idiosyncratic, as quoted from Jessica's obituaries.

Ed. note: They totally would have been Golightly Girls.)

And

"OH, THAT'S RIGHT! FROM THE WEDDING!"

(A great shot of my sisters and me, on my adorable sister, Ellie's, wedding day. Ellie framed the photo and gave it as a gift. Very challenging to get a shot where everyone looks good AND relaxed. Sister Jessie's first comment was 'Why am I standing off to the side?')

 And

"OOOOH! SHOE SHOPPING, COMING RIGHT UP!"

 (Sister Jessie knows I'd rather shop for my own shoes.)

 And

"AWESOME! I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT THIS TOO!"

 (My mom rocks. My dad also rocks, as he just wrote a nice, fat check, which will most likely magically turn into shoes.)

So I think my brief brush with Alzheimer's made for the most exciting Christmas yet. Both for me, and my entire family. Did you get anything good for Christmas/Hanukkah/Kwaanza/Tet/Festivus? Share it with us! (Just vicarious sharing. You don't have to let us HAVE it. Unless you really want to.)