I would like to submit an application to substitute for Rudolph this year. I hear he needs a break and is getting rather old. My nose is currently preparing for that foggy Christmas day as we speak. I would include a letter, but all the photos I took don't do it justice. Just believe me when I say, I could give Rudolph a good run for his money right now... and Christmas is still 3.5 months away! I am sure by the time Christmas arrives, my nose will be the reddest thing around, courtesy of this lovely cold. My lips have also developed into a lovely shade of chapped red which could be marketed as a lipstick color. Just in case the elves need a little inspiration.
Amy the Red Nosed Cold Casualty.
Dear Mother Nature,
I heard you are planning a thunder storm for Wednesday. That makes me giddy. However, I know how sometimes you like to throw surprise showers just to keep us on our toes. If this is your plan, as a special favor to me, please hold off the storm until Wednesday. No early surprises. See, I have been working my tail off trying to get my car port cleaned out. Which I did today.
I would be so proud of myself were it not for the fact that 3/4ths of what I cleaned out is now sitting in the driveway and on the grass. I need to get everything else sorted and stored before a hobo decides to make his home out of the palace of cardboard boxes supporting the side wall. I will get it done tomorrow, only please promise to hold off the rain that long! And then by all means, I will be ready to watch the rain/thunder symphony and light show. I am requesting a very dramatic show. And long please. These teaser shows that have only lasted fifteen minutes are getting a bit old.
Amy the Unprepared
Dear Peter Pan,
I don't know how to tell you this, but unfortunately your reign of the Lost Boys is coming to a rapid end. A new ruler of Never Land is up and coming.
This morning Keith entered my room. Very dramatically and with many foot stomps to emphasize his point he defiantly said "Mommy, I am not growing up. I want to stay little always. I don't want to be big." And sadly, this boy is a fighter, and usually can hold out until he gets what he wants.
Tragic for you, this mom is in full support of his decision, and will love every second of it. I hear there are openings in Munchkin Land if you need a new place to go. Good luck with your life plans!
Amy (initial carrier of Peter Pan Syndrome)