Merging the Holiday Gap and Dear Santa.

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Dear Santa:

This year for Christmas I'd like a new lens---just like last year's lens, only not macro. Wide angle. I ordered it with points and sent it to Granddad's house. Please have your elves put a big ol' red bow around it so that we can all pretend it came straight from the North Pole. I am A-okay with not being surprised if I know I have that coming.

I'd also like these Roos, grey, size 9.5. I know, my feet a really big and why am I publishing that here? I own it, Santa. And my toes are pretty. Sometimes. I'd also be thrilled to have gift certificates to both Anthropologie and J. Crew.

Also, we're moving. Can you keep the new house in mind? Thanks.

Santa, I'd like whatever it is that B has already gotten for me. I don't have any clue what it is, but he wanted to give it to me yesterday. The man loves to give me things, so thanks for him. The only clue I've received thus far is that it is something that will suffice for both birthday and Christmas. Here's to hoping it is good (clink clink).

Santa, TM wrote a list, too. And I'd like for your elves to decode that list (toddlerscript) and pick out something really special for her. Not too much, Santa, because I want to instill in her the holiday spirit of love, family, and togetherness. Not so much plastic, Barbies, and gimme.

Santa, this isn't funny in any way, but if you and your elves ever deal with infertility-related issues, I'd like a baby in 2010. I'm going to start trying again soon when this two-month long bleeding subsides. Don't care of it's a boy or girl. No twins, please, unless you want me asking you for a straitjacket next year.

So excited about kicking off this holiday season with you, Santa.

XOXO,

ME