I was on my way to karate this morning with plenty of time to spare to get to my 11:40am class.
OK, I may have been running a few minutes late. One or two minutes at the most. And only because I had to run back upstairs and shove a Poise in my pants.
Shut up! We do a lot of jumping during the workout!
Anyway...there I am driving to class, when what to my wondering eyes should appear?
Why yes? It's true. St. Nick was in front of me. But instead of his miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer he was riding on top of a big red fire engine. Lights and sirens on. But they weren't exactly in a hurry.
Noah still doesn't believe that I was driving behind Santa. I'm not sure my instructor did either.
But friends, it is completely true. Santa Claus made me late.