Santa joins the Protest... :)

Its 24th night and I am not able to sleep well… Hubby is snoring high and dreaming of angels…I bet the ladies with magical wands dread coming close to him…courtesy his prickly look…I am sure he is not bothered….there can be no one more lazier than him during holidays and festival time…

I am restless… I am bothered about the spat that we had in the morning… 🙁

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Baby, shave and clean off….there will be friends coming today and also we have to go to the Christmas party tomorrow…. I pampered hubby

Does anyone shave or bath on a holiday?… at least the men don’t do.. I am not coming out of the blanket… pat came his reply..

What? Do you bother what my friends will say…and more that I hate that unclean stubble of yours…. I shouted back.

Its Christmas time… Its Santa time… He doesn’t shave, why should I?…. he gave his large smirky one, hidden in his gruffy look.

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I wondered how would Santa look without his beard.. I am sure young, dashing, more clean and definitely free of some hanging weight off his face… but where do I find Him???

The night descended and sometime in the middle of it, a glowing white light took over the facade of my room.. Everything shone and danced in brightness.. I was awakened by the messenger of God… O yes! it was Santa … 🙂

Santa asked….. Kiddo!! You look sad.. what troubles you?

My husband says he wouldn’t shave till you do..what do I do? 🙁

Santa…. I have been thinking about eradicating the universal complain that female folks have about men.

And in a minute…. he was gone and back again….

This post is a part of the Protest Against Unclean Stubble Activity in association with BlogAdda.

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