I promise I've been a very good girl. I am pretty confident I'm not on the naughty list. I may throw temper tantrums from time to time but only for good reasons...like poop water flooding my basement last February, for instance. Certainly, Santa, if there's ever a time for some four-letter words, that would be acceptable, no?
Could you just pretend you didn't hear, maybe?
Anyway, I've been thinking long and hard about what I want for Christmas this year.
And it's THIS. The half, of course, Santa. I'm mildly tri-obsessed, but not quite that crazy.
So I will wait, Santa, until a few bills get paid and maybe a few things get sold on Craigslist to fund my Christmas wish.
Because this upcoming season, Santa, I think I'm going to kick all kinds of a--well, you know.
(I'm trying to be good here.)