My present arrived today--in an envelope with no return address. I'm surprised someone in the P.O. didn't rip it open to analyze the contents.
Barring unforeseen visits from fat, red-nosed old men bearing gifts (and I know a couple of these, so it's possible that one or more may turn up), this will be the only item under my nonexistent tree. See, without the FOT, Christmas might have passed me by!