It's a sad, sad day when what I really am lusting after for my Christmas gift is a good pair of snow boots. How is it I've lived in all these snowy cold places (Wisconsin, Illinois and now PORTLAND) and I didn't manage to hold onto any boots?
If that's not sad enough. I'll give you another one. I think my best friend right now is... my snow shovel. Nothing like going out and shoveling the driveway to work out a little snow-day-cabin-fever angst that builds and builds with each passing day as they declare snow day after snow day until I think I just might explode!
So please. Join me in the pity party. Fill in the blank: What I really want for Christmas is _________. Please make it good. I need a laugh. Even the supposedly funny video about cars sliding down the south waterfront hill isn't doing it for me today.
...a staff.
And not the shepherd kind.
Posted by: Heather | 19 December 2008 at 04:14 PM
To be 20 again. Not for keeps--just for a weekend. To repeat this one amazing weekend I spent in Mendocino with my then-boyfriend.
Sorry to leave a wistful comment rather than a funny one. Winter just seems to lend itself more to wist than wit. No wonder The Daily Show took a break.
Posted by: Elyse | 19 December 2008 at 06:01 PM
What I really want for Christmas is...
the first day of summer.
Posted by: k2 | 19 December 2008 at 09:02 PM
A penis.
There are so many reasons why. I will give you ONE. Apparently, when you have a penis, you really don't care about all the crap that is left all over the house when you come in from the snow or the puddles of snow melt trailing down the hall.
Posted by: lilah | 21 December 2008 at 10:12 AM
what i really want for christmas is...
someone else to pack the bags and remember the florida set of gear, because we do have a 50% chance of fitting that side trip into the holiday visit to the midwest. All in one free checked bag per person, so that equals three bags for four- one under two- woohoo.
Posted by: C | 21 December 2008 at 02:32 PM
...plural marriage.
I could be sledding with the kids while the second wife is inside making warm yummy treats for us to fill our bellies with. And then after we have both cleaned and fed and gotten all the kids to bed we could stay up all night long and talk over a bottle of wine.
But wait, maybe I can just get my hubby to do all these things...?
Posted by: EH | 21 December 2008 at 07:37 PM
My two year old and five year old to only show their sweetheart moments, which are many and no longer act honery like their father...I know that cannot be from my gene pool!
Posted by: Amber | 22 December 2008 at 08:52 PM
1. Cross country skis
2. Cross country ski instructor
Posted by: Elizabeth | 23 December 2008 at 12:47 PM