What Sugar Plums Dance in Your Head?
The Buengers have myriad answers.
Erin:
- Personal Energizer batteries (it's a bummer running out of steam just when you get to good part)
- A visit from Santa (who may or may not be a real guy, but who's willing to chance it?)
- Fewer pills (hard to tell the difference between the viruses and the medication side effects)
- That Chet Edwards' delayed throat surgery (January 15) comes out all right, and that he doesn't drive J.T. and Garrison crazy with the summoning bell she suggested
Davis:
- Sleeping in (no explanation needed)
- Grades he deserves (is there any other kind?)
- That Dean Forman drinks a hefty stein of eggnog for Christmas, then logs on and makes a fatally blundering move in the correspondence chess match
Walter:
- That he regain his stamina (no joke here, just a sincere wish to put the Erin-born viruses behind him)
- That he enjoys Davis and Erin and the holiday (Again, no joke here)
- All problem faculty from the history department volunteer to teach at A&M's campus in Qatar
- No more destructive, wall-paper eating dogs
- No more garbage-eating dogs who ingest so much extra stuff that their feet don't touch the ground when they nap on their sides
- No more dogs who are almost blind and definitely deaf who wander off after dark and don't come back unless someone stands in the cold and dark calling their name for a half hour
Luke:
- Someone to chew his food (preferably steak tartar) for him,
- While rubbing his belly,
- And not complaining about the wonderful odors slipping from between his back legs
Uma:
- No one but her getting attention
- A closer garbage dump (the walk is getting a little onerous)
- A tiara
Willie:
- Someone putting a giant chew stick (12 feet tall), full of tasty wooden, plastic, and glass morsels right in the living room
- A daily walk with strategically placed piles of leave desperately needing someone to pee on them (another reason not to jump in random piles of leaves)
- An adversarial bunny residing in the nearby tank farm willing to wait coquetishly every morning at 6:00, cotton tail erect, to lead him on a merry romp, and thus delay his real walk by fifteen minutes
Vickie:
- The soccer dream: She shoots. She scores.
- A dark chocolate chip and pecan cookie warmed on the lip of the coffee cup each morning before the children awake
- Healing for all the children with neuroblastoma and peace for their families
Other than Willie, do you think anyone else's wishes will come true? I'm counting on it!
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