Liar, liar, pants on fire

Everything I have said in my previous post of a "low key christmas" and about "continuing my tradition of buying nothing", condemning consumerism to the lower levels of hell, stating that the things you own end up owning you, forget it. Today I confronted the masses at Stockman and bought a christmas present. Actually, to be totally honest, I even bought two. I disregarder all my moral teachings of the last two months and did what everyone else does: stressed and consumed.

This is what my "low key" christmas looks like. About 7000 handbags, plastic bags, wine bags
and every other sort of bag you can imagine was transported to fulfill this low key christmas. Shame on me.

So I really just wanted to let you all know I am a liar and a phony. I do not practice what I preach, so for now I'm done preaching. With this, against all odds, I want to wish you a merry christmas (and I'm not even being ironic this time!) I'll be leaving shortly to pick up my sister from the airport and even though I confess to being a liar, there is one thing I did not lie about. I will spend this christmas with people I love, of which my sister is naturally one. I also want to thank everyone that has commented, liked and disliked my blog this year. Thank you to you all!

Now only one thing is left, I want to share with you one last thing. I want to share with you a poem.

Dear Santa, this Christmas my list is quite small.

In fact, I need practically nothing at all.

My list is so short and so easy to read

because there's just one thing I actually need.

A reindeer for Christmas is all I require;

a reindeer, of course, who's an excellent flier.

I really don't care if it's Dasher or Dancer.

I'm okay with Cupid or Comet or Prancer.

Please don't think I'm greedy; I only want one.

You won't even miss him, and I'll have so much fun.

I promise I'll feed him and treat him just right,

and take him out flying around every night.

You see, I'm not selfish. So, for my surprise

this Christmas, please bring me a reindeer that flies.

But if my request is a bit much for you,

I guess that an iPod will just have to do

With these words, remember you family, remember your friends and even the people who are neither. For tis is the season to be jolly, fa la la la la, la la la, laaaa!