bucket o' cookies
Hello. Hi. Howdy, Santa. It's me, Heather. Remember?
Okay, maybe not. Although, it was only 27 years ago. I'm sorry we weren't the best of friends then. I'm sorry my mom made me wear those pigtails - she was trying to make me look cute and innocent. But I probably still screamed and said that I didn't like you. I definitely tried my best to get away from you but you held me in place with those, those, those huge hands of yours.
But look at us there. We were BFF. And I know you were diggin' on my lilac jacket. And check out my color coordination - I was dressed. to. impress. I think that was our best year together. Me - stylish, you - new contacts and looser beard curls. It was all downhill from there, I'm afraid.
I'm sorry I let my mom give you those chips a-hoy cookies for all those years. I'm also sorry that sometimes I drank all of your milk before you got there, and I'm sorry that our fireplace was always really dirty. My dad really liked to build fires and he Read More »from User post: Dear Santa