All I Want for Christmas

All I Want for Christmas

I don't want a lot for Christmas,
There is just one thing I need,
I don't care about presents,
Underneath the Christmas tree,
I just want you for my own,
More than you could ever know,
Make my wish come true,
All I want for Christmas is you.
As you guys probably know (I mean, come on, you'd have to be an absolute idiot if you didn't), Christmas is coming up! And you guys have to be even dumb-er to know that I want Amelie for Christmas. Well, all I can say to this is, "HELL YEAH!" I love Christmas. The presents, and the presents, and the presents. Oh, and seeing family, of course. Seriously, Christmas rocks -- not that my family does much during Christmas. We usually go for mass at night, then drink in the new year (I shit you not, my parents are effing cool with that), and then, open presents the next day and be lazy around the house before going to my dad's mother's house for lunch and then my mom's mother's house for dinner. This, of course, is made all the more fun by shitloads of relatives, and you know what they say -- there's a fine line between love and hate, and that line is family. I can't say that I disagree with that, as I'm probably going to get lectured about procrastinating with regards to Christmas shopping. Shit. Shopping trip, anyone?
I don't want a lot for Christmas,
There is just one thing I need,
I don't care about presents,
Underneath the Christmas tree,
I don't need to hang my stocking.
There upon the fireplace,
Santa Claus won't make me happy,
With a toy on Christmas day,
I just want you for my own,
More than you could ever know,
Make my wish come true,
All I want for Christmas is you,
You baby.
Okay, it's pretty damn obvious what I want for Christmas. Amelie Simone Mauresmo. And no, I will not settle for Dinara Safina, Natasha Kai or Gro Hammerseng (Katja Nyberg will probably kill you if you try and kidnap Hammerseng, anyway -- stupid cow). Seriously, I'd settle for Melissa Etheridge's Christmas album, A New Thought for Christmas. I've heard a couple of songs off it, and it is fantastic, people. Give it a listen if you have the time, it's definitely worth a listen. Tammy Lynn Etheridge is one lucky woman! So is Portia de Rossi, come to think about it. Anyway, I want Amelie for Christmas. Have I said that? I'd hide her under my bed and serenade her with the millions of songs I've written for her. Oh, and of course, I won't forget to feed her and make sure she plays her tennis tournaments. Remind me to get her microchipped, people. Don't want Marie de Villepin planning an escape for Amelie now, do we? I mean, Marie's a model, she could probably get anyone under the sun to go out with her, like Elina from ANTM.
I won't ask for much this Christmas,
I won't even wish for snow,
I'm just gonna keep on waiting,
Underneath the mistletoe,
I won't make a list and send it,
To the North Pole for Saint Nick
I won't even stay awake to,
Hear those magic reindeer click,
Cause I just want you here tonight,
Holding on to me so tight,
What more can I do,
Baby all I want for Christmas is you.
Okay, I have a list of my favorite Christmas songs, (and no, I haven't grown out of the "Happy Holidays, You Bastard!" by Blink-182 phase) but I do like this song. And "Merry Christmas, Baby" by Melissa Etheridge is more than a little sexay! Not to mention "Ordinary Miracle" by Sarah McLachlan. I don't care what you buggers say -- it's a bloody Christmas song, okay? Okay. Good. And "So This is Christmas" by whoever. The Dido-Coldplay-Joss Stone one. You guys should know it. Anyway, I really like "All I Want for Christmas is You", because well, to be frank with everybody, what more would I want than Amelie Mauresmo herself? She's gonna be my wife anyway, so technically, I'm just speeding the process up. Oh, well. By the way, people, Wildchild is superfucking good -- I never thought I'd see the day that little Emma girl from Aquamarine (see, I can't remember her name already!) say words like that. Come on, she was so little and innocent... Come to think of it, so was I, once.
All the lights are shining,
So brightly everywhere,
And the sound of children's,
Laughter fills the air,
And everyone is singing,
I hear those sleigh bells ringing,
Santa won't you bring me what I really need,
Won't you please bring my baby to me.
Oh, anyways, I gotta sign out, so I'll finish this post real quick. Carissa's over for a couple of days and I'm supposed to be a good big cousin and entertain. Now, she's in the TV room having hella time on my PS2, playing the Sims2: Pets. Even if that girl doesn't have my taste in games (I'm a total GTA Rockstar games freak), she's really sweet, and I'm actually enjoying spending time with her. She likes Helen, too, who came over earlier to watch a couple of movies with us. I haven't finished Love, Actually yet, too. Neither have I done any form of Christmas shopping. Carin and Helen, let's go buy DVDs, so I can decide which one I want. Psst, Carin, Helen wants Friends. Okay, signing off here to help Rissa type in some Sims 2 cheats. Happy holidays, people, and FYI, I want an iPhone for Christmas! Feliz Navidad, ya'll!
I don't want a lot for Christmas,
This is all I'm asking for,
I just want to see my baby,
Standing right outside my door,
I just want her for my own,
More than you could ever know,
Make my wish come true,
Baby all I want for Christmas is you.

xoxo,
Steph