My two front teeth are in great
shape. Thank you (especially to my dentist and her team), so what do I really
want for Christmas?
Everyone and everything dear to
my hearth and home are doing well, so what could I possibly want or need?
Well, for starters, I would like
a firmer and more youthful body, one that does not wiggle when set in
motion. It would be wonderful to be the
envy of all the ladies in my Cardio Dance class when I walk in dressed in my
skin tight workout clothes and my bust, belly, and butt amaze everyone. A thinner waist would also be
appreciated. Thank you in advance.
Two, I would like to win the
lottery, not the little one of just a couple of million dollars but the big
honker one with the dozens of zeroes behind it.
I realize I actually have to buy a ticket, so I would like to be the
envy of all when they interview me for the six o’clock news (I would insist on
a long shot so I can show off my gorgeous new firm body) and I mention that I
bought ONE ticket on the fly from the convenience store down the street the ONE
time I stopped to buy a bag of Cheetos.
Who knew? Lucky me! Yay!
I know. It must be wonderful to be me – both gorgeous
and rich.
Three, I will need a crew, staff,
a posse, someone to look after me and my millions. I would employ the usual – an accountant and
a lawyer, but also household and a groundskeeper. Oh, and also someone to help
me with my makeup and clothes. A
cook! Oh glory, someone to cook for me
and HoneyBunch. I would never have to
scramble another egg or throw together another casserole. Yay! Double yay!
Christmas wishing is so much
fun. You search your soul for the very
things that will make you happy and you ask for them, regardless the price or
common sense. You make your demands known repeatedly to those around you (or
you write it all down and send a letter off to Santa) and you eat tamales or
Christmas Cookies waiting for the Big Day.
I’ve been “nice” all year, so
I’ll see you on the 26th.
That will be me on the six o’ clock news, showing off my good fortune.
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