santa. :)

i left my chapstick in the bathroom. but i hear santa downstairs. and how rude of me to go get it when he thinks i am sleeping. so i must wait until he finishes his job, ya know. so what do i do while i wait? blog. please enjoy the following and previous blogs, all of which i dedicate to a fat old man who sees us while were sleeping and knows if we've been naughty or nice and breaks into our house through the chimney and leaves treats in our socks and eats our cookies. i mean, we wait all year for this. (its kinda creepy when you think about it.) so here's to you, santa claus!