I’m laying in bed last night when I hear the “ding” sound my phone makes when it receives a text message. Even though it’s in the living room on the charger, I hear it. So I get up and trudge to my phone. The text message is from my friend, Linda, and this is the picture that was in it.
Her son Zachary had strolled into her bedroom after work last night all dolled up as a Christmas elf. After laughing hysterically, she grabbed her phone, snapped a picture, and, of course, immediately sent it to me. Zach works at Graziano’s, a local bar and restaurant that has been around forever. It seems that a few days ago he was talking to the owner’s wife who was preparing for some event with Santa at the restaurant. She was going to play Mrs. Claus and had just gotten her costume. Zach jokingly said that she should have said something because he wanted to be an elf. Lo and behold he came into work last night and there was an elf costume for him. So folks, be careful what you say or you may end up wearing an elf costume while serving pasta in a restaurant. Don’t you just love the two tone tights?