A Heartfelt Thankyou to the Ultras
Thursday, January 10th, 2008
UltraBob and UltraGirl probably saved my life last night, or at least my toes. One of their Christmas gifts of chemical “foot warmers’ helped me ward off possible frostbite and/or uncomfortably cold toes at my Tuesday night Weight Watcher meeting. I have been meaning to write a lengthy heart felt thank you to them for the fun and thoughtful Christmas box, and decided, while enjoying my nice warm feet, to make my thanks public in the form of an inimitable UltraMom post.
Two large boxes arrived a week or more before Christmas. The gifts were wrapped in stylish silver and white paper, each with a witty to-from tag attached. Also included was a wide assortment of pouched culinary delights, such as hashed beef, Japanese curry, and 8 kinds of vegetables and egg. The microwave rice had my name on it, but I shared anyway; I’m just that kind of person, when threatened. Johnny and Jim had great fun divvying up the spoils.
One of my favorite parts of gifts from the Ultras is reading the tags, presumably written by UltraBob when he has been staying up way too late and is on some sort of mind enhancing substance, such as green tea. As I type this, I am wearing a warm, soft, pretty robe. I love it, and it has pretty much relegated my other robe to a permanent post on the hook behind the bathroom door. The tag that accompanied this great gift read “To Mom, for your pro-wrestling debut. From Bob, Tomoko and Tomoko Jr.” I have arranged a few matches, but so far the poodles always win. Another of my gifts proclaimed: To Mom. Everything you need is right here in this box. ..Disclaimer: This box may not contain sufficient items to meet all of your requirements. From Bob, Tomo and Cadbury” Inside: Green Tea, A mesh bag for “washing your delicates. Place in the bag, zipper it up and toss in the washing machine. NOT dryer safe; may or may not be microwave safe.” AND “Foot Warmers!!! Stick to the bottom of your socks after unwrapping. You can also stick on before unwrapping, but you’ll have to use your own tape. It’ll make crinkly noises and will not put out heat until you wear a hole in the wrapper.” When I got home from work, wearing my stylish, heeled boots, my toes were very cold. Since I wanted to continue wearing said boots that went so well with my outfit, until my WW meeting was over, I elected to take a pair of foot warmers out of the wrapper, stick them to the bottom of my socked toes, replace my not so well insulated boots and enjoy the instant warmth. They work great!
I don’t really remember what everyone else got. Heather and Heath’s gifts got sent on to them, unopened. I seem to remember Jim getting a cool umbrella that he “can open in the house, because in Japan it’s not bad luck” and Johnny getting some of his favorite chips in stick form. UltraDad got a cool “Happy” coffee mug. When wrapped first in newspaper and then gift-wrap, it was easy to see why the tag read, “To Dad; Hope you enjoy this small ham as a token of our esteem. From Bob, Tomoko and Wilfred.” I do know that on each tag, the unborn Ultra got to try out a different moniker. I’m really hoping they have come up with some better ideas by now, frankly.
Anyway, UltraKids, a very heartfelt and belated thank you for making our Christmas so special. While not the same as having you with us, while opening your very personal and thoughtful gifts, we felt very close to you.
Love,
UltraMom
PS A special thanks to UltraBob for writing so much of this post for me.
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It’s MY robe! You can’t have it.
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I think someone likes his snacks.
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UltraDad gets some help. I think Murphy and Rowdy were disappointed there was not actually a “ham” in there.
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“Time for a stroll in the park.”
I’m so glad that the warmers worked so well for you!! I chose the robe, I’m very happy that you are enjoying it. Thanks for the very evocative pictures, it makes me feel a little like I was there.
Thank you Mom, for the best thank you letter ever. I enjoyed hearing about how you enjoyed your gifts, and reviewing my tags just confirmed to me once again what a genius I am in the to-from genre of comedy (what a shame this genre is not more lucrative). I was particularly shocked by the girl-repellant Jim was wearing on his face. If ever there was a rape-prevention beard, that is it! And since we’re on the subject, I really like your kitchen, it is really cute. I’m envious of the oven.
Oh yes, and you’re welcome.
First and foremost, I have to comment on how very sassy Jim looks with that umbrella.
Second, Aunt Kathy I don’t think you are trying hard enough if 2 5-lb poodles are winning your wrestling matches. Maybe if you embroidered some kind of moniker on the back of the robe, it would help intimidate them. May I suggest “Killer” or “Kung-fu Mama”?
Baby Bobmoko’s names remind me of all the names that crazy newscaster had at Nicki and Chad’s wedding.
I think Jim has a cool beard!! The umbrella completes his look perfectly.