Waiting for Godot. No, Santa.
We are waiting for my Auntie Ira's plane to arrive so we can pick her up. I am hoping Santa is on her flight so we can cut to the chase and open our prezzies. I am very lucky this year that I have something BETTER than Santa--my girlfriends! First, my lady Randi sent me a Get Well card to help heal my ticker.
I feel better already! And then I got a WHOLE BOX of stuff from my lady Samantha. Including a red sock monkey! I have to keep my eyes on my Onkel Eric because he has been threatening to steal it. And look! A Green Wiener! And a Red Wiener! And a Bovine Stick! So much fun.
And now I need to have a little chat with Santa. Some of us have been extra good this year putting up with their obnoxious matching set of siblings:
And some of us have even been willing to snuggle with their bratty younger brudders so they are not afraid of the dark:
But don't let the sheppys apparent feigned sweetness fool you. They have been extra wild this year.
And others a bit, um, shameless:
So I'll be waiting for their coal and my wonderful prezzies, though I won't stay up too late because no matter what you bring it couldn't possibly top my wonderful friends and girlfriends!
P.S. Thank you so much Randi and Brat Pack!