Calendar Girl Blog: Dear Sad Santa
Dear Sad Santa,
Here I was, trying to be sensitive to Mrs. Claus' feelings and instead I tramped all over yours.
Really Santa, I was not clued into to your belief in 'our special' relationship. I assumed, incorrectly it seems, that I was merely an address, one of a billion that you have in your little black book. I really wish I understood men more than I do. We may be from the same hemisphere but we're certainly from different planets.
Since our last correspondence, I've received two letters from your wife Merry. The first one was quite scathing. You were wise to hide out in the barn with the reindeer. However, today's letter was calm and apologetic. She seems to be taking in a larger picture. And she's stressed out with the season and the grinding routine.
I know it's very easy to overlook the one you love the most when so much is demanded of you Santa, but I'm afraid you put your relationship in peril when you loose touch with it. Women like regular little reminders that they are special. If I were you, I'd hitch up the sleigh this afternoon and take her somewhere nice for lunch. Maybe even a picnic. Women love the romance of having a picnic with their hunk of burning love.
I'm pleased to hear that you are enjoying the 2005 calendar in your workshop. I'll be sure to leave you a 2006 edition by the chimney. Actually, I'll leave 2 copies. You can give one to your very breast friend Merry.
Sorry to have upset your apple cart with my letter to Mrs. Claus, Santa. Strangely, I have a feeling that everything will work out for the better now that we've all cleared the air.
Ah the magic of Christmas and clear communication.
Happy Ho Ho,
Calendar Girl
Here I was, trying to be sensitive to Mrs. Claus' feelings and instead I tramped all over yours.
Really Santa, I was not clued into to your belief in 'our special' relationship. I assumed, incorrectly it seems, that I was merely an address, one of a billion that you have in your little black book. I really wish I understood men more than I do. We may be from the same hemisphere but we're certainly from different planets.
Since our last correspondence, I've received two letters from your wife Merry. The first one was quite scathing. You were wise to hide out in the barn with the reindeer. However, today's letter was calm and apologetic. She seems to be taking in a larger picture. And she's stressed out with the season and the grinding routine.
I know it's very easy to overlook the one you love the most when so much is demanded of you Santa, but I'm afraid you put your relationship in peril when you loose touch with it. Women like regular little reminders that they are special. If I were you, I'd hitch up the sleigh this afternoon and take her somewhere nice for lunch. Maybe even a picnic. Women love the romance of having a picnic with their hunk of burning love.
I'm pleased to hear that you are enjoying the 2005 calendar in your workshop. I'll be sure to leave you a 2006 edition by the chimney. Actually, I'll leave 2 copies. You can give one to your very breast friend Merry.
Sorry to have upset your apple cart with my letter to Mrs. Claus, Santa. Strangely, I have a feeling that everything will work out for the better now that we've all cleared the air.
Ah the magic of Christmas and clear communication.
Happy Ho Ho,
Calendar Girl
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