I have a bone to pick with you. Here we are, Christmas Day -- the first Christmas spent away from our families due to Jacob's unfortunate work schedule -- and you have yet to visit our apartment. Our stockings are limp and lifeless; the only presents under the tree are from my parents and students.
Were you turned off by our lack of chimney? Surely you could have noticed the Welcome mat by our front door hidden under the snow. Did you sense that we didn't have any cookies or milk left out for you? If you had taken the time to look, you would've found a plate of cookies given to us by some neighbors on the kitchen table, buried under the mail. And of course the milk was in the fridge, lest it get warm sitting on the counter.
Did you refuse to come because we don't have any small children? Really, Santa, I didn't think you were an ageist.
You've let us down, but I've decided to extend you the benefit of the doubt. After all, you do have a lot of work to put in for just one night of the year. Stop by our apartment by this Saturday and I won't release the photos I have of you and
Merry Christmas,
Jennifer
Lol classic. Good one my friend, good one.
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