I love it.
I'm at the point of my list where I'm thinking, "Well...Are we even THAT close?" My checking account is at the amount at where I started, um...$0.01 and I'm still lacking gifts. I'm hoping Santa comes this year and piles that Wilerama flava of "Caaaash Maaaaanny" on my new Range or Panda pet. His choice really. But seriously, Santa out did himself during my 6th Christmas. I woke up Christmas morning upset that S.C. didn't eat any of the cookies or drank any of the milk I left out by the kitchen for him and suddenly my brother, Eljay, screams, "GAIL! WHAT'S THAT?!" looking through our fiber glass sliding door that goes to our backyard. And all I saw was a black Hefty bag sitting on my oldest brother's, Everette, '88 4 door blue Honda Accord aka the ticket to the Palmdale and a rev away from being accused of being a black guy stealing an Asian's car. I remember walking bare foot in the backyard to the car, snatching the bag and hunched it over my gnome shoulders rushing inside to open my Christmas goodies and all of a sudden my eyes lit up brighter than the star in Bethlehem and there it was in my grubby little first grade hands was my very own "Saved By" board game!30 points to win the whole game and to do so you had to date Zack, Slater AND Screech! What was the sole purpose of the game? Who cares?! I had it!!! I didn't even know that existed in the North Pole till I carefully scrutinized my ultimate Christmas present and noticed a white patch of paper on the box...."JC Penny $15.99" "Mom, when did Santa start shopping.....ANYWHERE!?!?" And what does my Mom respond with, "He asked me to buy it for you."
There you have it...At 6 years old I lost my Santa Claus glee, but continued to manipulate my parents and brothers by parading my faith in S.C. to get MORE gifts. I fooled you till I was 11.
On that note...
Merry Christmas and anticipate the Holiday Armadillo on Christmas Eve or Hanukkah.
