George, the richest man in town.

The church mice called. They want their privacy back.

Seriously, I am LIVING at that place lately. I get there at 8 a.m. and I leave at 8 p.m.

However, the 750,000,000 bulletins are DONE, all of the poinsettias for the altar and the tree have been delivered, and today someone came and picked up the gifts that the parishioners chipped in and bought for someone who needed it.

And guess who had to go to the church at noon to open it up?

And girl, I slept till 10:30, then lay there in the bed talking on the phone with my mother until 11:30. So I slapped some coffee in a cup, put on my sweats and Patagonia pullover and Converse shoes, and drove on up the hill.

Representin'! Woo! I'm sure the rector would be proud.

I got there only to hear a voice mail that the woman picking up the gifts was gonna be late. But you know what? It was noon, and all the church bells were going off.

Several churches here play their bells when it strikes the hour, and noon is the best one, because they play more stuff. So do you know I took my coffee and sat out on the back steps and listened to all the bells? Oh, it was pretty. And suddenly? I felt Christmas-y. FINALLY.

Then when I got home? Guess what? That man called me! He was ready to pick up all the gifts for his kids!

Guess where he wanted to meet? Okay, you all understand that I am not actually all that religious, right? I mean, I never WENT to church in Los Angeles. Am I supposed to be POPE or something? I am like a boomerang trying to leave that place.

So Marvin and I loaded up four or five giant bags with all those gifts and drove the car back to church. At this point my car just drives there automatically. You don't have to steer or anything.

Anyway, I am thrilled to tell you his wife and kids were in the car! Marvin made up some story about how Santa accidentally delivered all these gifts to us, and do you know those kids were squealing and trying to rip everything open already? Not to mention I didn't wrap the teddy bears, and they could see those sticking out.

The little boy asked me if he got to sit next to me during church, and we all had to explain to him that there wasn't church right now, that I am apparently a belfry bat and just spend all my time there.

Anyway, those kids were adorable, and it was way better to meet them and see their reactions rather than just imagine it.

I hope they like everything they got.

I hope they fell for the Santa making a mistake thing.

Thank you all again for your donations. You all did a wonderful thing, I promise you. Those kids were beside themselves.

See ya in church!