64 | December 2012 www.womanthismonth.com Hey big guy, Ihave done well this year don’t you think? I’ve written about the trials and tribulations of being an Alpha Female and assisted my sisters to better paths. I’ve spoken of chivalry and love and informed a few guys how better they can treat us, their princesses! Surely that puts me on top of the ‘nice’ list? WoMentality By Hard-headed Woman They say you’re only as old as you feel, and writing to Santa every December I feel somewhere in my teens — that’s got to be good!! FYI, I found a website that allows you to download ‘naughty or nice certificates’. I printed off a few for all my BFFs; I hope you don’t mind, but we are all goddesses, and you know that! There are times I may not have been as good as you wanted; but, seriously, it could have been worse, right! I know you are a man, and I forgive you for that, so you should forgive me a few little girlie shortcomings, too! I mean, we aren’t supposed to lie are we Santa? But it’s the new millennium and you still want us to believe in toy tinkering elves, flying reindeer and all the Hallmark kitsch that surrounds your name. Who’s lying to who big guy? As for what you should give me this year. I’m all yours big fella - surprise me! But make it designer or haute couture and, if not, make it diamonds. I am a realist; what can I say, the resale value on those little babies is better than anything else you could afford. I live in an amazing apartment so you’ll either have to be buzzed up with intercom or sneak in through the window. I don’t recommend the window though; there are still a lot of guards downstairs who may think you’re being a little suspicious. As for flying those reindeer in, I’m sorry you’ll still need to leave your CPR with the checkpoint up the road. No one is above suspicion in my neighbourhood! I know that there are many women who deserve your attention more than I, but come on Santa, I’m in my late thirties, single and I still believe that’s worth a special merit. I don’t even mind if I’m the last on your list; I’ll stay up till dawn and if you have to drop the gifts and run so be it. Otherwise we can have a cookie together and a few shots of what ever is in the cupboard! I’ve met a lot of men who are fakes in my life, faker than you even! Don’t take that negatively though, please. At least through my lifetime you have stayed true to the cause. You maybe a little ‘nuts’ dressing the way you do; but, most men don’t even attempt to co-ordinate their outfit, so well done there! You don’t wear a baseball cap backwards or your pants almost to your knees showing your boxers or tennis shoes with a sports jacket. Your outfit is the same now as it was when I was young and for that I give you a fashion credit. Size doesn’t matter Santa, either; to me it’s the size of your heart that counts. I’ve met guys who have fabulous bodies but small brains; you seem well-rounded if you get my drift. Size, though, does matter in the gift department. So, don’t go letting me down like last year! Many people have come and gone in my lifetime but every December you’re always there for me. And I’m always here waiting for that special something. We both respect each other’s boundaries and we don’t need to make promises we can’t keep. Actually, if you’d stop wearing red, I think I’d ask you on a date. So, just so that you’re clear — I’m waiting! Make it big! Make it sparkle and make me happy! And we will continue this little relationship for years to come. Always yours, Hard Headed Woman xx DearSanta
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