On Thursday night, Sarah and I got together at her place for dinner and an early Christmas gift exchange. She made pasta, I brought poorly wrapped gifts, and we had a merry time.
Sarah had (ahem) bragged that she got me 'the perfect gift', which stressed me out to the max trying to return the favour, so to speak. She ended up getting me a beautiful (over-six-feet-tall) wooden and metallic giraffe (to replace this guy) and it really was the perfect gift. I got her a couple pairs of shoes (Guess & Dolce Vita), a few pieces of costume jewelery, long gloves and a nutcracker she was coveting (which turned my gift, as well, into 'the perfect gift'; or so she said).
I'd love to share some photos with you...
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