A sincere and hearty thanks to the lovely folks who have anonymously been sending me socks over the past 2 weeks. A couple of weeks ago I wrote about how I never buy socks because I’d rather spend my money on technology and I facetiously wrote about a plan of not buying socks for 4.8 years in order to justify buying a cintiq. Now, thanks to anonymous donors, I’m well on my way.

I was so delighted to open the surprise packages and see all sorts of stripes, colors, and argyle patterns staring back at me. I would stuff my bag full the day’s gifts and empty them out onto the sofa at home, much to Rick’s amusement. I’ve tried to guess who the generous friends are, but haven’t yet figured out exactly how this all happened. The most bewildering thing to me is how they seemed to cross different scopes of friends. Somehow relatives, high school friends, and New Yorkers all got in on it and I really am not sure how they would even know to contact each other. Regardless, I’m full of gratitude and am thrilled to have such lovely people in my life. May each of you get little surprises in your life.

Tags: Family, Friends, Nonsenses //