Santa's Bad Day

 

Heather

"If we fail to nourish our souls, they wither, and without
soul, life ceases to have meaning.... The creative process shrivels in the
absence of continual dialogue with the soul. And creativity is what makes life
worth living."

-- Marion Woodman

 

 

A Christmas story...

 

When four of Santa's elves got sick, and
the trainee elves did not produce the toys as fast as the regular ones, Santa
was beginning to feel the pressure of being behind schedule.

 

Then Mrs. Claus told Santa that her Mom
was coming to visit. This stressed Santa even more.

When he went to harness the reindeer, he
found that three of them were about to give birth and two had jumped the fence
and were out, heaven knows where. More stress.

 

Then when he began to load the sleigh
one of the boards cracked, and the toy bag fell to the ground and scattered the
toys.

 

So, frustrated, Santa went into the
house for a cup of apple cider and a shot of rum. When he went to the cupboard,
he discovered that the elves had hidden the liquor, and there was nothing to
drink. In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the cider pot, and it broke
into hundreds of  little pieces all over the kitchen floor.

 

He went to get the broom and found that
mice had eaten the straw end of the broom.

 

Just then the doorbell rang, and
irritable Santa trudged to the door. He opened the door, and there was a little
angel with a great big Christmas tree. The angel said, very cheerfully,

 

"Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn't it a
lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Where would you like me to stick
it?"

 

And so began the tradition of the little
angel on top of the Christmas tree.

 

Hope you smiled!!