Every year we venture to Meder's as part of our pre-Christmas preparations, and this year was no exception. There is a story to be told, one that involves a very giggly little girl and a (rein)deer, but that story will have to wait. First, I ABSOLUTELY MUST share some photos of some ornaments that I found there.

I was keeping an eye out for some fantabulous gag gifts, and these fit the bill perfectly. The only problem is that the bill for each of them was over $30, so I guess everyone lucks out and only has to see these in photos.

Anyway, let me introduce you to my groovy boyfriend:

He's a peaceful merman, or so he claims.

This guy is apparently trying to drop his . . . um . . . pants? Tail? I dunno.

I also have no idea what he's doing with his hands. Nor do I want to know.

Ride 'em, cowboy!

How exactly does a merman sit on a horse? Does his tail hang to the left? Does the horse have to run under water? Won't the horse drown? I'm so confused.

There were about twenty different merman, each one more ridiculous than the next. I couldn't even take pictures of them all because I was laughing too hard. Because I saw this:

Before you give me crap about the camera being focused on her boobs and not her face . . . aw, hell, it's not like you noticed anything other than her boobs anyway. Why am I even bringing it up?

Anyway, if anybody has that chick on their tree, I demand an explanation.

Psst . . . keep on linking your Christmas Crazy. Photos, stories, special finds, whatever!