Santa paid a visit to the Special Church Christmas party. The guests lit the advent candles, ate cake, got presents and sang songs, including perhaps the greatest song ever written “Cowboys and Coyotes.” It involves a lot of howling and noise making and you would not believe how good or catchy this song is.
What was cute were the people coming up to Santa saying, “I believe in you, Santa.” And they really, really do.
“Smile, Santa!”
“I am, you just can’t see it through my beard!”
This is a project of my mother-in-law’s, because she’s just an awesome lady. She runs this program. It isn’t even her church. And she has a special inside connection to Santa, because she’s an awesome lady. Special Church is the neatest thing. I’m glad we get to be included in it from time to time.
We had dinner at Tutti’s. This is in one of the reviews on Trip Advisor: “We got the worst table in the place, a two top, which is almost in the kitchen and we didn’t even care.”
I cleaned my plate. I got the gold star. Just insanely good.
Late into the evening we visited a family friend. We were in the house of a man who has been featured in Sports Illustrated. I think that might be a first for me. He may have been on the short list for casting of the most interesting man alive campaign. The man celebrated Christmas as a child on Old McDonald’s farm.
