Jolly Old Saint Nicholas, lean your ear this way. If you are really coming to town, and you’re checking your list. Before you head right down Santa Claus Lane, I have a few things to ask of you. I’m not going to do the whole world peace type of thing, because A) I think that is impossible in our fallen world and B) I have no delusions that you are in charge of anything of the sort. I know there is a different “big man” in charge of that type of thing, and He has made it clear when and how our world will be redeemed. But if for some reason that “big man” has ordained you as the granter of wishes, I am sending you a few of my little desires. I am programmed to ask for three things but to only expect one, so here is my list for this year:
- A full night’s sleep with no waking until morning. PLEASE! I have had one of those in 4+ years, so if you could somehow manage arranging my children sleeping through the night, my dogs not whining, my husband not snoring, and me not having to pee all in the same night, that would rock my world! And look, I’m only asking for one night. I won’t ask for another one for another 4 years if that’s what it takes. But dude, I could really use the sleep!
- Someone to buy our house in Atlanta at a reasonable price. I mean you could probably kill two birds with one stone on this one. I’m sure you’ve got someone asking for a home in Atlanta, maybe even Dunwoody specifically. It’s a great home, especially for a young couple. It has tons of potential, too. Check it out on redfin and see if it fits the bill for anyone else on the nice list. I’m not sure I want anyone on the naughty list getting that house, because he or she’d just bulldoze it. And I don’t want any of this perfect timing stuff, I want it for Christmas (or at least the New Year). I’m not giving you credit if it happens after 1/1/2015.
- A friend or family member to move to the South Bay of LA. Now, I’m not going to be picky here. I do have preferences and maybe a little bit of an order of preferences. Ideally, we’d like our best friends and godparents of our kids out here, Jen and Justin. I mean, we’ve been working on them for 3 years, so we’ve laid some groundwork for you. However, if they aren’t willing to budge, then we will welcome anyone else (wink, wink you know who I don’t want) with open arms.
So, Mr. Santa Claus, there you have it: my list. You’ve got 12 Days. Let’s see your magic! Love, Lacey
As I sit down to compose my 2014 letter to you, I wonder why I haven’t thought to do so in years past. I also find myself feeling incredibly greedy, as this has been a year of granted wishes. In spite of a pretty horrific start to the year, Christmas came early on July 30 when the man of my dreams entered my life. From then on, 2014 has been one big amusement park ride of excitement and thrills. From road trips to buying my own home, I have been walking the yellow brick road of good fortune.
With 2015 on the horizon and the Emerald City within my sights, I wonder if I should even have the gall to ask for more….after all, isn’t a book deal within my own reach if I should simply submit? And I’m within 18 months of paying off my home and car, each of which will put me in a different plane of financial peace. It doesn’t seem right to ask for more…However, if I harken my younger days when I sat on your lap and wished for the stars in spite of my already bountiful blessings, I can think of a few things to add to my wish list…Below are a handful of Christmas wishes.
- Might as well get the big one out of the way…I had so much fun buying Christmas presents this year, I’d love a bigger budget to continue to shop for friends, family, and those on the Angel Tree who are in need. I promise I would shop wisely and use my funds to spread the magic and love of the Christmas season.
- I had the wonderful fortune to reconnect with a dear friend this past year and surprise him with a trip that was one for the memory books. I know it’s a bit nebulous of a request, but more moments like this would be much appreciated. And if that’s too vague, then maybe you could just whisper in McCartney’s ear that he’d really like to visit the Queen City in 2015?
- The granting of my final wish would be a bit bittersweet, however if you could help Red Wanting Blue reach more people with some mainstream radio play, that would be awesome. But please, not before I get a chance to bend Scott Terry’s ear about a super-secret surprise for my aforementioned friend!
I know I’ll think of more self-serving wishes in, say, March, when I think “Doh! I really wish I would’ve bought that vintage avocado Tupperware canister set I saw on ebay in December…” but right now I’ll leave you with these three. Happy Christmas, Santa, from one not-so-little girl who still believes in your magic, no matter when in the year you decide to sprinkle it.