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It's nice having my little family here at Mint Manor while Gina is in Kansas City. It feels like playing grown-up, being the hostess with my family spending Christmas at my house. I'm the only one with a key, and I know where all the towels are, and the measuring cups, and the neighbourhood grocery stores. It's nifty.

It smells like duck in here. Duck is my favourite food in the whole world.

I got one gift to unwrap, from Santa Kirsten, who went to Sephora for L'Occitane, one of my favourite bath-beauty product lines, and I got the milk shampoo I've been coveting for so long, and other fancy L'occitane things. Other than that I got a printout from Amazon informing me that 11 of my most-coveted wishlist items will be arriving the first week in January! Wowie Zowie! Finally, my Sports Night DVDs! Finally, Wolves of the Calla! Finally, The Knitter's Book of Finishing Techniques! Thank you, Santa Joan!!!

Santa Mom and Dad bought me the KITH DVDs so I got that present early, and also the little matter of the trip to Disney World in January. Santa Mom loved the fingerless gloves I knitted her and Santa Kirst loved the shrug.

Santa Spike is being naughty so he's locked up in Stephanie's room with some water and crunchies and toys until after dinner.

No one's coming to Mint Manor for New Year's. I was so disappointed when I heard, I had to take a long nap so I wouldn't cry. It was going to be a huge group of goils, but everyone's plans got foiled or delayed. Some are coming later in January and some are shooting for the springtime. But Stephanie is coming back soon and we still hold out hope for Cheryl... and I always hold out hope that erin will have nothing better to do...

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