
Dear Santa,
Some times you crack me up over here with your sense of humor and spot~on timing...

Yes.
Life is grand!
And I DO like a happy surprise every now and then...

However.
Every single year, right before Christmas, you bring me a wee Unexpected Gift of The Unrequested Nature...

In case you have forgotten...

Last year you brought me that Persistant Case of Poison Ivy a few days before Christmas which was quite a puzzle as I had not worked outside in my garden in weeks.
Even Dr. David was surprised.
"Sometimes the oil from the poison ivy plant can come inside on your dog's paw," the kind doctor explained.
I had not the heart to tell him we have no furry pet...

The year before that you brought me An Abscessed Tooth which later required a root canal and a crown of the sort not worn on one's head.
Dentist Bob seemed almost joyful.
"You should be happy this happened before Christmas as I always go skiing in Colorado for two weeks, leaving on the 24th, " the thoughtful doctor explained.
"We can drill this out before I leave," he went on enthusiastically.
"Yippeee!" I distinctly remember saying in my head, as my mouth was filled completely with dental detritus.
"Yippeee!"

To put it all in perspective, Santa, I guess I really should be happy that this year you brought me Water Pipe Difficulties.
At least I am not in any physical pain except for the checking*writing kind...

BTW, not to be picky or anything, but the plumber from Monday was not very friendly. Also, he smashed my arugula whilst digging his plumbing hole.
I cannot remember his name but the one here today is quite nice actually.

Up until this week I had never stood in my bathroom with a Polish guy named Les so this has been a new experience for me.
Most likely for him, too.

"Are the Christmas pompoms in your way?" I asked pleasantly, moving the red yarn banner casually to one side as we enter the bathroom.
"The what?" Les replied, appearing somewhat stymied.
I did not know the Polish word for pompoms.

As I'm writing this to you now, Les is singing Polish Christmas carols in my upstairs bathroom whilst the toilet rests gently sideways on the floor.

I am not complaining one little bit, Santa.
"Thank goodness for plumbers!" I have always said...

Soon, very soon, I hope, my bathroom will be lovely and functioning. The sink will have shining new fixtures. The toilet will be newly refurbished.
Just in time for the holidays! That will be an unexpected treat! Life is good!
Plus, when all is said and done plumbing~wise, I may have scored enough American Express Rewards Points for a free airplane ride in 2012.

Who can say the reason for some things?

Merry Christmas, Santa!
I am over here hoping for only good things in your future!
I am wish you no abscessed teeth, no poison ivy, no water pipe difficulties, no smashed arugula!
Seriously...

Next year I am hoping for a new beach~bike.
Just so you will know...
Fondly {{ and with Extreme Gratitude
for Doctors, Dentists & Plumbers Everywhere
this Holiday Season}},
somepinkflowers
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