I want ……….
Dear (adult) Santa,
For Christmas (April 22, 2007) I want a maid who comes every week. I want a clothes folder so that I don’t have to fold this mountain of clothes. I want my own personal chef. I would really like it if he could come around 6am every morning. I know that may be hard for the elves to make, so if you can just get one to come from lunchtime on, that would be great. Oh, one requirement there, Santa, he must know how to make sushi.
Maybe I should just make a list, Santa. I thought of some more things that I just really, really want this year. I’d like to have a driver for the kids. One who can pick them up whenever I can’t and if he can drive them to baseball practice, that would be swell.
Oh, oh, oh, I just thought, maybe I could have a combo chef / personal trainer like Oprah. Santa, do the elves make those ? I really need one of those. Turning 40 this year has wrecked havoc on my body. My ankle injury may have had something to do with that. Speaking of that, Dear Santa, may I have my own MRI machine ? Could you throw in a Physical Therapist, too ? I really liked having one of those.
And Santa, we all know that diamonds are a girl’s best friend. What about a tennis bracelet ? What about a tennis pro ? lol. If you don’t have any of those, I really, really need (okay, want) a new racquet and some new workout clothes.
Dear Santa, I’m an adult. I hope you don’t think I’ve asked for too much. I’ve seen kids around here get more than what I asked for on my list. I know I’m a bit early this year. I was thinking if you had any leftovers from this past Christmas that maybe you wouldn’t mind doing a special run with Rudolph one night.
Thanks a bunch, Santa. I promise (crosses fingers) that I’ve been a good girl.
xoxoxoxo
