I would like to think I have been a fairly good girl this year...scratch that...very good girl. Therefore, I think it's time you deliver me a really dang good present.
No, I don't want a hippopotamus for Christmas....although that would be pretty cool. A miniature pony would be nice also...but that's not what I want this year.
World peace is always a standard...wait that's only in beauty pageants....while I am talking about beauty pageants, please make those toddlers and tiara mom's and dads stop spray tanning their three year olds and giving them false teeth or "flippers" it just weirds me out.
You can slip a sable under my tree if you would like..but it's not necessary...now that convertible or yacht would work...I guess I can settle for those too.
but what I really want is Matthew McConaughey...yes, I know he has a girlfriend and two kids or whatever, but come on.
Ok, if I can't have Matthew...I would really like a boyfriend for Christmas...you know one that is tall, handsome, loves Jesus, his momma, and OSU cowboys.
I am not asking for a lot here Santa...and remember that year I got a remote controller holder...well, you owe me!