A Dream Come True

Friday night, I went to bed with visions of sugarplums dancing in my head.  I tossed and turned all night, so excited I was unable to sleep.  Just one more night to get through until the day I'd waited for for weeks would be here.  I lay there idly watching the sugarplums and candy canes and reviewed the past year.  Had I been naughty, or nice?  There was a LOT of giggling going on as I reminisced, which was really sad, considering I was in bed and all alone. *pauses, sighing* I guess naughty or nice depends on your perspective.

I woke up and took care of my morning obligations: birds, body, and blog, then I was off to pick up Alex and meet up with Dar at the mall.  I was trembling with anticipation.  Would we be there on time?  Would there be a long wait in line?  Would he find me worthy?

He was only scheduled to be there from nine til eleven, and we did not arrive until close to ten. I parked El Juevo at a convenient table to watch over our nuts and berries and Dar took a picture of him to document the moment:

Note the EMPTY TABLES in the background.  It seems, my friends, that not only were there no lines and no waiting, we were the ONLY ones there!  We had him all to ourselves!  Apparently, I was the only one in the greater Gulf Coast area who had been counting the days until the arrival of...The Santa Cow!

You would think that this is us whispering to the Santa Cow our deepest desires for Christmas, but nosireee, Bob!  We are checking him for TICKS!

Once we had determined that he was bug free, we tried to mount him sit on his lap, but his *thinks a sec* hmmm...what was she?  His helper?  His elfwoman?  His wife? I'm guessing she was his wife, because whoever or whatever she was, she was not happy with this attempt to ride the Santa Cow's leg, but I'm thinking that any human married to a cow has deeper issues to confront than two chubby chicks straddling his beefiness.

Anyway, this one is for YOU, BRAJA!  I can assure you that NO COWS WERE HARMED DURING THE MAKING OF THIS HOLIDAY GREETING!

Sadly, when we were done with our photo session there was nothing left for the Santa Cow to do, so they put him to work while we sampled their fried chicken gonads.  Those bad boys were HOT, but oh so good!  A big thank you to the folks at Chick-fil-A for making it all possible! Happy holidays to you all!

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