Thursday, December 12, 2013

pass the pipe (and all eleven pipers)

It has arrived. For the eleventh year, without fail, the annual mystery parcel has appeared on our doorstep. There it was, at 5:00 AM, before the newspaper had even arrived.

No postage mark this year either, so either the sender is local (the Spousal Unit's suspicion) or the sender has friends in town (very good friends, evidently) who hand-delivered the parcel in the middle of the night.

Part of me is impressed by someone who can maintain a secret for so many years; part of me is creeped out by someone who can maintain a secret for so many years.

I do hope that after this wraps up, with a flourish of twelve drummers next Christmas, the sender of the mystery parcels reveals themselves. I know I am not the only one who is curious about the originator of this tradition. 

As long as they don't decide to start all over again in year thirteen.

For those curious about parcels received in years past, here's the chronology:

-  (2012) ten leaping lizards, errr ... frogs
-  (2011) nein injured dancers
-  (2011) the arrival of nein
-  (2010) eight milk maids and one unibomber
-  (2009) the swan has escaped from the castle
-  (2008) alaying those six geese
-  (2007) those five golden rings only get a #7 mention on the list
-  (2006) four calling birds from Philadelphia photographed on a mantel 
The three French hens, two turtledoves and the partridge in the pear tree all arrived prior to the invention of the internet. Or at least before I began blogging.


Eugene Knapik said...

How strange!

Karen said...

So exciting! I was wondering when this year's parcel would arrive. You have some serious friends/stalkers. :)

Barbara Bruederlin said...

It is the weirdest thing, Eugene and not without its controversy.

It's a little creepy sometimes, Karen, but so far nobody has died or had their pet bunny boiled.

Dale said...

As long as nobody's head shows up in a box, it's exciting, strange, fun and mildly creepy! Love it but perhaps glad it's not me on the receiving end (or sending end - I haven't known you that long).

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Thankfully no Gwyneth head in any of the boxes so far, Dale. Mind you, we haven't opened this year's yet, but it smells okay.

SkylersDad said...

I think I would be opening that with the bomb squad robot.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Wise advice, Chris. Would you have a lead on where to rent one?