Every year, without fail, Smoochy asks me what I want for Christmas. And every year, without fail, I tell him “nothing.” Because what I want I either a) already have or b) cannot afford.
But this year, there’s something I want and I couldn’t wait for him to ask me.
Bless Bess, I came home yesterday and while we were sitting around discussing what’s what, he asked me what I wanted this year. And I told him – a pair of black Chuck Taylors. Pretty sure that’s not what he was expecting to hear. I don’t know why, but as of late I’ve really been jonesing for a pair. Guess I’m feeling all kinds of California nostalgic.
So y’all know I want some Chucks – what are you hoping shows up for you under the tree this year?