Grumpy Santa?

Dear Beloved Readers,

You are a small but choice people and I want you to know how much I appreciate your loyalty.  Please know that keeping you informed of the moderately exciting happenings in our family is of utmost concern to me but current circumstances prevent me from putting forth the time and effort necessary to do so in a satisfactory manner.  I am hopeful that Things Will Happen in the forthcoming week.  You will soon be updated on such memorable events such as Cat's Soccer Coach Calling Her "Ridiculously Coordinated" and "Stupid Clumsy" in the Same Breath; A Hypothermia-Inducing Halloween Costume Parade; The Duet In Which Dorothy Gale and a Stormtrooper Performed "Carol of the Bells," and more.

In the meantime, please enjoy the following pictures from Ben's work Christmas party today, during which, in an ironic turn of events, all children were happily engaged in the photo session, but Santa was not.







Looking at these pictures made me think of Buddy the Elf encountering the department store Santa.  "You smell like beef and cheese, you don't smell like Santa.  You sit on a throne of lies!"

Whatever happened to, "Smiling's my favorite?"

I went back later and took a selfie with Santa and asked him to smile really big and he replied that you wouldn't be able to tell.  I assumed he meant because of the beard, but I realized later that I'd seen his hands shaking a bit and now I wonder if he has Parkinson's, and that was the reason he wasn't smiling, or that his smile wasn't showing?  And now I feel a little bad about making a point of asking him to smile.

Well, anyway, we took some pictures with a man dressed as Santa.


More updates from October until now coming.... some time.

Love,
Brett

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