Christina Heaston

A Cold Christmas.

Posted in Uncategorized by christinaheaston on December 27, 2010

I didn’t have my winter coat on Christmas Day. It’s at the dry cleaners because you know one of those things that never happen in real life but somehow still happen to me, happened again. Last week a server at Seasons By The Sea (yes, I am intentionally calling them out) spilled butternut squash soup in all its yellowness all over my back, coat, and yes, in my hair. Free meal? Discount? Nothing. I don’t want to talk about it. Besides the fact that I smelt like a nursing home meal (which up until this point, I had never imagined what that might smell like), I thought I’d cleaned off my coat pretty well on my own. Until the next day Bobby started picking things off my back saying “How do you even have this much pollen on your jacket?”

But this isn’t about butternut squash soup or lousy servers or my attitude that keeps no records of wrong (wink). This is about Christmas, a wonderful one at that. How are we so lucky that it snowed on Christmas day… in South Carolina?  My first White Christmas.

I hope you all got what you wanted. And I hope what you wanted was to be with the people you love.

Greer, South Carolina.

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