I have a little story for you.
Santa stopped at my place last Friday, at dusk. I heard boots on the stairs and the doorbell rang. The boots were retreating by the time I opened the door. (No I didn't see him) The truck roared away as I spied the little tan box on the floor by my door.
Inside the box, a red bag and card from Janelle. In the bag I found unshelled nuts, hard candy of the old fashioned kind. A perfect round orange completed the gift.
Oh, no, I thought: I gave away my nutcracker, but here it was in the back of a drawer I cracked open a pecan. Thank you Janelle
P.S. I filled the red bag with the canned food I was taking to a food drive--the gift travels on.