When do the "12 Days of Christmas" end..?

Apparently, in my world they go on through January...I believe that's called procrastination. Sigh.

Tracy, my neighbor, came over the other night after seeing flashing lights, a helicopter, and locked-up traffic outside of our windows on the nearby beltway. (It was just a couple of carjackers that crashed into an overhead sign after stealing a cop's SUV. The vehicle exploded into a fireball, one of the carjackers died, the other ran--but was apprehended within the hour. Good times. Nothing to see here, people...move along...)

Anywho, she came over as I was trying desperately to fit some Christmas treats into a box for Phil Squirrel. I'd actually purchased the contents about five weeks ago, and spent a procrastinating month-plus wrapping it and trying to shove it in this little box to finally send off.

Since Tracy was over, we opened up some wine (which was much better than the Diet Coke I had previously been sipping) and I enlisted her packing abilities into the task. Her solution is in the pic. "Does he really need all of this? If we remove this one, it fits!" There's the spirit of giving at its finest! (winks)

I'm pleased to report that all was squashed into the box and promptly shipped out...um...three days later. (Why is is that going to the post office is the worst-ever errand? Is that just me?)