



The story is... a week or so before Christmas, Richard and I looked at camera's and he took notes on which one(s) I liked. That very day he ran out and purchased it for me. He knew (because I am so extremely smart) that if he wrapped it and put it under the tree, i'd know immediately what I got. So he and C plotted and planned against me. C told him to hide it on the shelf above the tv... because i'd never look there. If I watch tv, the doors will be open which will hide the package - and the odds of me dusting are dang near zero... so it was safe.
My Santa present had been looking at me for an entire week before the big day! Richard sat down at his computer to come up with something creative to get me to the gift... and he came up with 'On the last day of Christmas my true love gave to me... something above the tv'.
He rocks!