Seasonal package tally

[flea]

Previous to this week:

1 package, wrapped gifts, from MIL and FIL
1 package, not Christmas-related (containing small oriental rugs, which mr. flea informs me were the indirect cause of his grandmother's death, but are still cute), from SIL
1 package, gifts wrapped by Amazon, from father

This week:
Monday: Harry and David thingy, from Mother
Wednesday: gifts wrapped by Amazon, from Grandfather & wife
Thursday: UPS rings bell at 6:30, cheery guy offers to leave packages on porch, which is wise, because one of them advertises its contents very clearly even to non-reading children. Total 2 large boxes from Mother, moved from porch to basement after children are in bed, we are ordered not to open.
Friday: USPS brings Amazon order (mine), box addressed to mr. flea from Nutty, and (drumroll)

LARGE box from my brother, containing wrapped presents! For us!

I did send him something after all, and emailed him to let him know it was coming, and he replied that this box was coming, so I didn't fall down in a faint when I saw it. Our cynicism is such that mr. flea commented, "Maybe that new roommate is a good influence on him."

Packages yet expected:
SIL (Amazon)
White Flower Farm (my order)
at least 4 more from Mother/Sister (not sure who sent which; there was cooperation here).

All unopened boxes AND all wrapped presents are in the basement. I'm not sure which child I trust less, the inquisitive 17 month old or the sneaky-pants 4 year old.

Did I mention I suggested to relatives that we have a minimalist Christmas, because we are too cluttered with stuff?

Comments

[gchick.livejournal.com]

Murderous rugs? Hmmm?

[serrana.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I'm curious too. Slip and fall incident?

My grandparents have one of the nation's leading collections of Tibetan saddle blankets (it's a long story). Of course, they're 92, completely non compos mentis, have trouble walking, and we STILL can't get them to take the things up off the carpet. *sigh* Relatives.

[casperflea.livejournal.com]

Yup. Tripped, broke both arms, was lying on the floor unable to get up or get help for 8-10 hours, had a stroke some time in that period, nursing home, downhill from there. She was already in declining health - mr. flea's mother was going over to her apartment every day to help out - but that certainly speeded things up.

[minim_calibre]

Say, did you happen to get a package addressed to you from a Certain Clothing Company a week or two back? (Delivery was apparently made, but it occurs to me I should check in case they sent it to, oh, I dunno, Guam or something by mistake.)

[casperflea.livejournal.com]

Oh, yes! I posted something at the time - but too subtly it seems!

[minim_calibre]

It looks like it got there during our Last Bout With Colds in this household, so I probably was in a drugged haze of not retaining what I'd read!

[veejane.livejournal.com]

I sent a total of 3 packages -- 1 box addressed to the Mr. (including unwrapped), 1 box and 1 jiffy envelope addressed to all. They're -- kinda small boxes, really. Don't know how many Mother sent.

Also, you will note that I obeyed faithfully any and all rules as set forth by flea & co. inc. I saw the giganto thing Mother was sending and in my head I was like, Isn't that exactly what she didn't ask for? Luckily I did not say that out loud.

I do not know what to make of Brother. He is not attending Boxing Day activities, and informed Mother that he "hates Christmas." And yet?

[casperflea.livejournal.com]

Mother said she sent seven, but it was unclear whether she was counting yours in her total. God, I hope so.

Anyway, Casper will be pleased by the Large Thing, and it is a good quality, durable Large Thing (not a Barbie Dream Large Thing).

[serrana.livejournal.com]

Oh, boy. We are in receipt of a couple of crappy quality, non-durable Large Things.

Including a large riding thing which is too large to be safe for the baby, but which Herself is way too big for. *shakes head* I keep telling myself that the outlaws mean well, but they really do completely ignore us about what makes for an appropriate gift. And they see the kids maybe once a year, so....*sigh* Well, this is why we have a garage.

C. is not so generous and figures they like watching us squirm.