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I'm tall... For an Elf

 My dearest mother found this "darling" hat the other day and HAD to buy it for me. It is an elf hat, with a jingle bell on top. Whats more? When you push this magical button the bell part of the hat goes back and forth (like a dog tail wagging) and it sings a song about how "WE ARE SANTA'S ELVES" and oh yes, it also lights up. Yes siree.

 So my dearest mother seen this hat and apparently KNEW I would love to have it. Don't get me wrong, its cute, but oh my. I wore it to work today and I was the life of the party, they were all laughing WITH me right???

 So after work, I wanted to join the land of crazy folks and make a last ditch run to the store... Well this elf hat, had been on my head for the last 4 hours, and my hair underneath was worse, and more embarrassing than the hat. So into Sam's Club for just a few last minuet tid bits I went... Elf hat on my head.

 I got a few funny looks, many smiles (yay Christmas spirit!) It was a great time. Sam's was busy with the hustle bustle of Christmas last minueters :OP~~

 I get into the check out lane. Cart filled with a giant thing of cheese balls, almonds, hot cocoa mix, rolls, sugar snap peas, mushrooms and a six pound can of peanut butter. Yeah, just the essentials... I get in line behind a lady with 2 very cute, red and white stripped dressed little ones.

 As I am standing there I see her lean over to her little ones and whisper "Oh lookie! One of Santa's Elves are out shopping!!!" Of course both kids, eyes wide look straight at me and wave and smile... Oh BOY! I am santa's elf. My hat even says so (thanks mom).

 So I smile and wave back, being the happy little elf that I am... The mom explains how I must be getting ready for Santas departure and getting some last moment things... Oh yes exactly, santa needs his almonds and peanut butter and all....  So all was going well, until the little girl says "ALL of santa's elves are that small!"

 I felt I HAD to tell her... "Oh no, actually I am one of the TALLEST of Santa's elves!" HA! I am, afterall, tall, for an elf.



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