Gifts and Wishes

It’s me, Ray Harridan again. Thank you for your marvelous gifts last year, and extra especially for the rough and tumble round we had in front of the fireplace.  I heard jingle bells in my head for a week afterwards! I appreciate the sharing and caring spirit of Mrs Claus and can see why she has stuck with you through the millenia! You are eternally my favourite Patron Saint and I’m not just saying that because I fall under your generous umbrella of protection. Thank you for all of the sweet and sexy dates you sent my way this year.

These gifts are, as always, enough to stuff my stocking, but if you wanted to fill me up just a little extra, I do have a few ideas…

I know you like a prettily wrapped package, and you know I love the perky packages you’ve shown me the most. That said, if you feel like playing dress up with me, I think the Demetria, Carina, and Eden sets from the silky purrrveyors at Harlow and Fox would wrap me up nicely, and if you can’t remember the exact curves of my bottom and top, I encourage you to thoroughly measure when you are here next, and just drop a little gift card in my garter for after. I also adore shopping closer to home, when I can find a shop that accommodates my ample blessings, like Forever Yours, although they are all the way out in Langley.  Maybe you and I could slip over there on your sleigh, and you could help me do up my straps?  I know you are good with a belt buckle. 

Ooh! Santa darling, if we are headed out on your sleigh, couldn’t we pop in at the spa? Wouldn’t it feel good to get your muscles rubbed down while looking at me all shining from oil and rosy cheeked? The Miraj Hammam might remind you of your trips to see the ladies in the Souk, and the warm water of the thermal springs you share with the other bears in the North. Afterwards, we could dash and dance back to mine for some salted caramel chocolates from the chocolatier of your choosing and some colourful candies from local sweeties Karameller - though you know that there is nothing I would rather nibble on than your precious elven ears. 

I look forward to seeing you and your big black boots all year, and can’t wait to hear you stomp across my roof again so soon! I will endeavour to be the bestest girl and stay on your nice list - right up until you are in my arms again. If you want to drop some titles from my local Indigenous owned bookstore, Massy Books, that could keep my hands from being idle throughout the year and keep me on my best behaviour in between doing Santa’s Best Work.

With visions of you,

Your sugarplum,

Ray.

XoXoXo (Pronounced: Ho Ho Ho)