Merry Christmas EVE 2007. . .but WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT OF BED?!?

Okay so it was noon on Christmas Eve when I posted this, but regardless of the time, it’s Christmas Eve and that means you’ve got to get your butt in bed. Don’t you know that Santa is coming? Were you raised by wolves?

You know if he comes to your house and you aren’t snug as a bug in a rug in bed and sleeping soundly with visions of sugary crap in your head he’ll skip right over you. Did you know that or no? Maybe you didn’t because you are still awake.

Go to bed! The sooner the better.

Santa has presents and I’m assuming you’ve been good. I’m going to bed now too, cuz I do not have a chimney so he’s going to need some extra time to figure out how to get in my house, without busting a window. We can’t have that happening like last year. But then, last year when Santa broke in he wasn’t dressed in his red outfit and he didn’t have a white beard. He just had a ski mask on and was wearing all black and instead of giving me stuff, he took a bunch of stuff, probably to give to little kids so that’s cool. Anything I can do to help. Humph. . .weird.

Anyway, do it. Go to bed and Merry Christmas EVE 2007. You can tell me what you got in the morning.