Things that make me cry

Somewhere somehow, some numbers got transposed, and I ended up on Santa's nice list.

I knew it last Tuesday when an angel at the phone store replaced my phone for free even though washing it in the wash machine is not covered under warranty, and I was not eligible for an upgrade. I nearly hugged him, and I did get teary.

I was all out bawling on Friday when a lovely woman I work with delivered the doll my daughter asked Santa for.  She got wind that I was contemplating passing off a Target doll as an American Girl and thought me crazy.  She is also a fan of young kids, knows my husband is unemployed, and is just an all around saint.

It happened a 3rd time on Friday night when my neighbor offered up 4 (yes 4!)  free tickets to the Vikings game.  Making my son the happiest (and therefore me)  person on earth.

That actually didn't work out so well, but whatever.

So now I'm trying really hard to be good and stay on this list.