If I believed in luck...

...I would consider myself the luckiest gal in Blog Land right about now.

I don't believe in luck, though. In my view of things, there are  no coincidences. Every good and perfect gift is from above. I believe in something better than luck. I believe in blessings.  

I've been blessed repeatedly this year with more than my share of blog gifts and giveaways. So blessed, in fact, that the family has begun to tease me that I should start playing the lottery.  (By the way, did you hear about the mega million winner from Georgia who hasn't come forward yet? Yeah, well... it isn't this Georgia peach.)

It all started just about this time last year with a Christmas giveaway from Sue @ Ordinary Miracles. Since then, I've been blessed with gifts and giveaways from Tanya @ FrouFrou Britches,  and Lynn @Blue Skies, and Marcia @ One Heart at Home, and Kathy @ The Writer's Reverie, and Sandie, the Chatty Crone herself. I even won some fabulous glasses from Susan's bloggaversary auction party @ My Place to Yours.

Just last week, I won this wonderful tote and monogrammed tag

 from Grace and Favor, a Life Worth Living.


Isn't that lovely?

Yep, I'm one lucky blessed blogger.

Funny thing about winning these giveaways, though... You have to cough up a little private information about yourself for the treasure to get here.  You have to trust the invisible people who live inside your computer not to do anything mischievous with your schtuff  once they have it in their possession.

And that's what leads me to this

 very unexpected post this morning.   

Last night, I came home to discover a mystery package on my back stoop from one such mischievous blogger, Susan from My Place to Yours.

I opened it, and this is what I read.

And inside were birthday cards from some of the most wonderful little sneaks in Blog Land. 

You're probably not surprised to hear that I cried.
It's kinda been a tough year....

You might be surprised to hear what happened next, though. I called the Farm Sister to yak all about my unexpected treasure, but when she answered the phone, I couldn't get the words to come out of my mouth.  Seriously.  She dubbed it the Christmas Miracle of 2011.

Debbie was rendered speechless. 

You know, folks... I get teased a lot because of the invisible people who live in my computer.  Maybe you do too.  It's difficult for those outside of the social cyber world to understand how someone whom you will likely never meet can become as familiar as the face down the block.

You've been called, Mom's Imaginary Friends and  Those Invisible People... The husband once dubbed you Harveys, after the six foot rabbit in a Jimmy Stewart flick. Such a smarty pants I married.  

But after he saw the box, even Mr. Smarty Pants has had to change his tune.

"Deborah," he said, "I think maybe your invisible friends are about as real as they come."

'Nuff said.

So though I'm going to thank you all individually, I'll thank you here collectively for giving this soon-to-be-vintage blogger a wonderful birthday surprise. Truly, it was a big thing to me.

And to all of the Harveys who hop about inside my computer, 

I want to wish you a very Merry Christmas.   

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