Twas The Week Before Christmas
Posted By AmyD. on December 18, 2007
Twas the week before Christmas and all through the house… a bell was jingling on Liza’s catnip mouse.
And, I in my Christmas afghan was snuggled in my desk chair… with a load of work that was nearly too much to bear.
But up in the closet a voice called down
“Wear these slipper socks and be a true Christmas clown!”
So up I went with nary a care
knowing that St. Nicholas I soon would wear.
I slipped them on without a shred of doubt…
Who cares if my family laughs as I wear these about!
And down the stairs I came with a bound
a new spring in my step it seems I had found.
For who could not work without smile so bright
when wearing Santa slipper socks, the world just seems right.
And how could I resist sharing the joy…
with every internet girl and boy!
Bask in my Christmas glory, bitches! That’s right, baby. Those are GEN-U-INE Santa Freakin’ Claus slipper socks. Slipper socks – as in little traction things on the bottom and definitely too thick to wear with shoes.
My feet were cold and I had almost (almost) forgotten about these warm and toasty suckers. Kate and I had matching slipper socks last year for Christmas. :cheesy: She might have fed hers to the dog.
But, not me! And, when I saw how awesomely Christmas-ey they looked on me… I just HAD to take pictures. Then I strolled into the kitchen and stepped in a puddle of water on the floor in front of the coffee maker. Some anonymous person had been a little sloppy when he/she made coffee this morning!
Alas, one damp spot could not dim the shining glory that is my Santa Claus slipper socks. Nope, no sireee bob. I smiled gaily (in that jubilant Christmas sort of way) looked at the coffee pot (for there was no one here to blame) and said, “Fucker!!” but, I did it with a smile!
Then I strolled my happy ass (you stroll when you wear these socks, baby) into the office so that Mike could bask in the glory of my Christmas socks. However, the glory was wasted on his Scroogey Morning Anti-Christmas Ass for he had work to do. I did as well, but, I did it almost happily in a nearly maniacal sort of way because I was wearing my awesome Santa Claus slipper socks.
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Didja channel Yoda to write that poem?! :whistle:
Isn’t it amazing how the “right jolly ole elf” can bring a smile to everyone!
I was smiling as I read this.
Where are your Santa Smileys?
Let it be known that you have the most festive feet in the entire blogosphere.
Hooray!!!!!
I love Santa slipper socks and Santa hats and Christmas undies and jammies and all that stuff!!
I thought I commented on this yesterday?
I wish I would have known you were so easy to please before I got your present. I could have just sent you some Santa undies!!
Did the cat or Maggie scratch you? I noticed two scratches on your leg above those horrible socks.
Michelle – :nana:
Trish – :cheesy: Uh… I’m lazy. I’m sorry.
Fab – :heartbeat: awww, thanks!!!
B’s Mom – “…it’s the most wonderful time of the year…”
Miss B – :lmfao:
Avi – the cat, my legs are actually covered with them. Remind me to send you pics of my thighs. Oh… and STFU, m’kay! :tongue:
OH I have to get me some of THOSE
:heartbeat: I loves :heartbeat: them there sox!!! I’m jealous. I want some.
I will actively start taking pix of my sox for comparison with ya!!
Never was there a more festive sentence than, “Bask in my Christmas glory, bitches!” I wanna get some Santa socks just so I can say that.
To bad they don’t have little bells on them. Then you would jingle as you strolled around. Not to mention the added joy of bells anoying crabby Christmas Scrouges (who may or may not be responsible for the sloppy coffee!) :whistle:
Ummmmmmmm…..
did you kill him last night and run off into hiding? You should have called me!! I would have provided an alibi!!
Maybe the socks is all you should have worn. Bet you would have had a better reaction from mike. Just sayin.