Santa Claus is supposed to visit the library this morning. My coworker busted her hump decorating the juvenile section so that we have a comfy fireplace sitting area complete with Christmas tree and rocking chair for the photo ops.
Photo ops. . . . it is raining like icky this morning. Not a real rain, just drizzle and cold enough to help you decide there is NOTHING outside your front door that can't wait until later. School is still in session. I have a feeling between the weather and school, there will be very few children sitting on Santa's knee this morning.
Am I sad? No. I'm not particularly fond of Santa, children, Christmas, or this time of year. So I'm just my usual snarky self. OH wait! I am older courtesy of December 12, 2014 I am forty-nine years of age.
The miracle is that I've reached this age without going to jail or developing a serious health issue, like cancer, heart failure or liver disease. For this I am grateful but am fully aware that I have somehow just managed to skate on very thin ice. Doesn't mean I'm gonna change my habits, but I have chosen to indulge my habits a little more circumspectly.
On that note I must sign off. Please pray that the staff doesn't try to make me take a pic on Santa's knee!