Monday, November 30, 2009

All I Want For Christmas Are My Two Front...

Dear Santa,

You seem like a reasonable kind of guy, so I'm going to give it to you straight.  I'd like a new set of boobs, please. 

Now, I'm a somewhat grateful kind of gal (admittedly there are a few times where I've been selfish) and I really don't ask for much (please don't check that out, nobody likes a skeptic).  I realize that I should be happy with what I have, and truthfully, my ta-tas probably contributed in some way to landing hottie husband.  The size is not my's the gravity.  I need a lift, and I am convinced that you are just the person to leave me a nicely sized check made out to the best, experienced and local surgeon (if you can find a "McDreamy" that would be the icing on the cake)! 

All I'm asking for are a couple of nicely rounded out, lifted C cups that I can display proudly, with a hint of cleavage and I promise not to overexpose myself in inappropriate times because nobody likes a bragger either. 

Is this too much to ask?  Haven't I been an angel all year?  I am certain that I made the "nice" list this year.

Thank you Santa, I know you won't let me down (no pun intended).

Love, hugs and a "flash" for good measure,


  1. If by chance you downsize, I could use some leftovers . . .
    Wanna do lunch tomorrow?

  2. Sorry to rain on your parade...but he doesn't seem to answer adult requests. kid at heart doesn't seem to help much either.

  3. Hey, I am asking for the same thing! I think I am getting mine in January, though.