We ate dinner at Noodles tonight. It's where we go when we have no food in the house and can't figure out what we want to eat. It's a fallback, and since it's in the parking lot of the Gucci Giant, we stop by there and pick up some groceries.
There was a little bunch of silver and white flowers tucked into the hat band. IT WAS SANTA CLAUS. He had a luxuriant white beard, a nose like a cherry, and while I didn't see it shake like a bowl full of jelly, he had a round belly!
Mrs. Claus was wearing a dark green track suit like outfit, and guess what else? Mrs. Claus, who was 60 if she was a day, was wearing a gold hoop nose ring. Who knew the Clauses were so hip? Who knew they ate at Noodles?
Maybe the Multiverse knew I'm feeling a little down. My new glasses are hurting my nose and making me dizzy. A good friend just got some not-great news re: her health. My taxes may never get done. I am going to have to quit my job from boredom and I'll wind up a broken down waitress at a greasy spoon. But TODAY, I saw Santa and his wife, and they were awesome!