Sometimes a Manic Hobgoblin gets the better of me. I live in a sweet, old house in central Austin. I travel a few times each year. I have too many pets, and love each one more than the next.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Open Letter to Santa
We got our new security doors and new, sturdier side door installed this week. This is great, except that we now have a lot of painting to do of door frames and the new door. I know it's a busy time of year, but maybe you could spare an elf to help us paint? Please.
Other than help with the never-ending list of home-maintenance projects, the gifts I want this year aren't things that the elves can build. I want more fun times with friends; more travel with Chad to places such as Washington D.C., New York City, Boston, Ireland and Marfa; more moments of discovery and joy.
I apologize that we haven't decorated for Christmas yet, unless you count putting the red & green collar on the dog, but we've been awfully busy. We're gonna get right on that tomorrow!
So, um, what time can I expect the painter-elf to arrive?