Christmas In The Country Surprise

Boss Man handed me a packaged as he stomped in the back porch, covered in a day’s worth of cattle grime.  I smiled, wondering what he had done….then I spied the With a confused laugh, I asked if he had bought me something from…nope.

My sister visited and warned me that I could have recieved something that would make me blush--so I have not taken a peak.

My sister visited and warned me that I could have recieved something that would make me blush–so I have not taken a peak.

Boss Man accused me of shopper’s amnesia.

In the package were a trio of boot stockings…no name…a true secret santa.


The ladies in my bible study laughed with me as I related the mysterious gift from some company named


A week later I received another suspicious package–this time I laughed for several minutes.  A lump of coal with a tag you’ve been naughty…this time there was a clue–Colby of

And I laughed harder–a stranger who knows little about me sent me a lump of coal–how did he know that I had been bad this year?  And how did I forget about the Christmas in the Country gift exchange for rural/Ag bloggers created by Laurie of and Jamie of


I reason Colby has a great sense of humour–or he thinks my blog is stupid and that I have been naughty with only a handful of posts in 2013?  I am not certain…but either way his gifts proved to lighten the mood as we prepared for a pre-Christmas snow storm that dumped a foot of snow on our cattle.

As the twelve days of Christmas come to an end over the weekend I look forward to the next Christmas Season–reminded by Colby’s lump of coal that in spite of being naughty God still loves me and sent Jesus as a gift of payment for my sins.

p.s. if you want to see who I had the pelasure of meeting and sending a gift cick here!