
I'm warning you now this post is going to be a ramble.
First I want to apologize for not getting to your blogs to read and comment. The weekend was a whirlwind and the upcoming week looks the same in preparation for Christmas in 5 days.
Friday night we attended Mr. Peach Tart's office Christmas party which was fun and involved a lot of food, a lot of booze and karaoke. I did maintain my decorum as the proper Southern Belle so Mr. Peach Tart's new job is safe.
His job is 41 miles from our condo so we opted to get a hotel room for the night because we don't drink and drive and we wanted to drink.
A hotel room with a jacuzzi. I love hotel sex.
Saturday more hotel sex and Christmas shopping and Cheesecake Factory for lunch.
Let me tell you one thing. The chocolate coconut cream cheesecake is evil. I know the devil made it just to tempt me and oh my God was I tempted. I might as well just slather it on my thighs and belly but it was so good and so bad. Mr. Peach Tart had other things in mind to do with it but I ate it ALL so too bad.
Evil bad chocolate coconut cream cheesecake.
Curse you.
Then we got back to the condo Saturday afternoon to find this........
Secret Santa arrived. If you don't know what that is, click the Secret Santa icon on my sidebar.
I hit the Secret Santa jackpot.
I mean I got some serious Secret Santa booty.
My Secret Santa rocks.

I open this box to find this.......

Look at this Christmas Secret Santa booty

Chocolate. I love dark chocolate. Yum.

Look at this gorgeous package.

A necklace and some amazing coasters that will look perfect on my coffee table.

Red nail polish and not one but two eye compacts, yummy vanilla smell good and lip gloss.

My Secret Santa must have known I was very very good this year. Thank you Secret Santa.
UPDATE: I just got an email from my Secret Santa and she's the beautiful and fabulous Crazee Jules. Go check her out here.