Little Saint Nick

This gem was waiting for me on the doorstep when I finally got home after Thanksgiving break. . .

Thank you eBay.

After having my flight delayed three times and driving back to Provo in the rudest of weather, the boy and I could just plop on the lovesac, eat our Beto's, and listen to the Beach Boys wish us a merry Christmas in the middle of the night.

The record player has never been jollier.