Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Ho Ho Hoping for The Best

Dear Santa,
Now that Christmas is just around the bend, I’m writing to head off any repercussions for some of my actions this past week that may or may not be interpreted as naughty behavior. As for dressing up in that Michael Meyers mask and scaring neighborhood children who came to the door on Halloween, I was simply teaching them that things that often seem scary aren’t so bad underneath their exterior. I must say, it worked really well, too. Err, I feel obligated to point out that I was not in on that alone. Hubby was the one giving me the cue to pop up in front of the kiddies when they stepped onto the top step. Come to think of it, I think he was the one who came up with the idea. Yeah, I'm sure he was. Let me state for the record that I did not jump out at anyone who seemed to be under the age of five…or so. And squirting the toddler friend in the face with the water dispenser on the refrigerator when she went to get a drink that night was a complete and total accident. I swear. Besides, she thought it was funny.

I’m sorry I hid the Halloween candy from my family until the night before Halloween, but it was for their own good. I was really just looking out for their teeth. On that same topic I’ll plead the fifth on that incident involving the consumption of a large quantity of Whoppers that may or may not have occurred while said candy was hidden.

As for throwing the front section of the newspaper at Hubby when he jokingly told me I looked a lot like Sarah Palin, well, I plead self defense. I mean, really. He knows how worked up I get about her. Surely, you can understand my lack of self control over THAT. And the tossing of the comics in his direction, too. And the knock down, drag out debate about politics that ensued afterward, mostly because I couldn’t shut up. Are you keeping a running tab on that whole can’t shut up thing? Yeah, I thought so. Hmmm...Do you give extra credit assignments?

Okay, well, that about does it for this week. I’m sure I’ll be in touch again…soon. There are 51 days until Christmas. I’ll try to be a good girl between now and then, and it should be a lot easier now that the election is over. Of course, there are a lot of family get-togethers between now and then, and Mama J. and Papa T. are probably going to have some surgeries, so the family stress level could be a little high. About that extra credit?

Love,
Hula

5 comments:

oreneta said...

I don't know, I think you were pretty restrained...I might have thrown the couch!!!!!!!!!!!

Kelley with Amy's Angels said...

I need to have a serious talk with Santa because I think I've been on the naughty list for a LONG time! ha! : )

janjanmom said...

Now I see why you wanted my little ghouls to visit...you wanted to scare the cheer right out of my dead cheerleader!!

Janis said...

I like your sense of humor. I think Santa will understand. Just be a real good girl from here on out.

I am putting you on my blog list. I enjoy visiting.

Trailboss said...

You are such a hoot!