Dear Santa

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.)

Love,
TST