Merry Christmas Y'all!

by Linda

So, not to get anyone all riled up or anything, Christmas is in 3 days. Yuppers. How in the world did it get here so fast? Are you ready?

Well, I guess I'm mostly ready. Pretty much done. OK, there is 3 days till Christmas, 2 half-way decent shopping days left and I do need to go out there and get a few more things.

Well, I might need a few more things but let me tell you one thing, I have Christmas dinner and New Years dinner planned and bought and waiting in the fridge/pantry for the appropriate time to commence the cooking of said meals. Because...food.

Oh, yeah, there is the gift wrapping that needs to happen sometime in the next 3 days or Christmas package opening will be pretty boring and lame. I know some people that just put unwrapped gifts under the tree and I apologize for talkin' ugly but 'round here there's wrapping paper around them there gifts.

In case you didn't know (and you probably did) I live in Texas. Yes ma'am and I do know people can spot a Texas drawl a mile away. I do love me a good Texas drawl (Matthew McConaughy) even though I can't quite pull it off better than saying y'all.

So because I live in Texas and because it's Christmas, I'm gonna share a little ditty with you today.

Twas the Night Before Christmas, Texas Style

T'was the night before Christmas

in Texas, you know,

Way out on the prairie

without any snow.

Asleep in their cabin

Were Billy Bob and Clara Sue,

A-dreamin of Christmas

Like me and like you.

Not stockings, but boots,

At the foot of their bed

For this was in Texas,

What more need be said.

When all of a sudden

From out the still night,

There came such a ruckus

It gave me a fright!

And I saw 'cross the prairie

Like a shot from a gun,

A loaded-up buckboard

Come on at a run.

The driver was "Geein"

And "Hawin", with a will.

The hosses (not reindeer)

He drove with such skill.

"Come on there, Buck, Pancho

And Prince, to the right!

There'll be plenty of travelin'

For y'all tonight!"

The driver in Levi's

And a shirt that was red,

Had a ten-gallon Stetson

On top of his head.

As he stepped from the buckboard

He was really a sight

With his beard and his moustache

So curly and white.

As he burst in the cabin

The children awoke,

Both so astonished

That neither one spoke.

He filled up their boots

With such presents galore

That neither could think

Of a single thing more.

When Billy Bob recovered

The use of his jaws,

He asked, in a whisper

"Are you really Santa Clause?"

"Am I really Santa Clause?

Well, what do you think?"

And he smiled as he gave

A mysterious wink.

Then he leapt in his buckboard,

And called in his drawl,

"To all children of Texas,

Merry Christmas, all Y'all!"

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