Are you traveling? Staying in? What are your plans this fabulous holiday season?
Mine? Gosh, you're so sweet... thank you for asking.
I'll be sitting with the in-laws sipping my mother-in-laws amazing Vodka Slush and watching the snow fall (oh lord I hope it snows!!!).
And since you asked... why not a holiday story! Jen style of course. Every year I'm asked what I want for Christmas and each year I run empty, so two years ago I decided to be ridiculous (is there any other me? No...)
Hubs: What do you want for Christmas?
Me: A pony.
Hubs: *blank stare* (probably waiting for the real answer... which isn't coming).
Me: Still want a pony, or polly pockets - the old school version.
Hubs: I'm not buying you polly pockets.
Me: Guess it's a pony then.
Few days later
Sister(s): What do you want for Christmas?
Me: A pony.
Sister(s): Anything more... realistic?
Me: Ponies are real
Sister(s): *silence*
Hubs: Where would you put it?
Me: Outside, duh. There is so much grass at the apartment complex. It could be their mascot.
Hubs: Apartments don't have mascots.
Me: Maybe they should.
Naturally,I expected a pony. Can't people just put their money together? If you've seen 2 Broke Girls they have a horse in the city. It's not impossible.
There was no big box. I didn't panic, what person would put a poor helpless animal in a box... not to mention, do they make boxes that big?? Wrappable boxes that is. No, my gift was outside. I would wait... the anticipation, my excitement, it'd be worth it.
There I was, everyone had opened their gifts and were passing the remaining one's my way. I looked at the beautifully wrapped boxes reminding myself to open quickly so we could go outside.
Guess what happened?
I got ponies alright. My little ponies... five of them.
Next time I'll specify real.
