Santa, please stop here

Now, I am in a quandry. I am irritated and upset that the Christmas I grew up with is no more. It's been changing for the past seven years or so, but I wasn't ready for it this year. I'm even in that place that I can't be annoyed that the game has changed, you know, moving overseas and missing two in row... But it has, and I'm a-struggling with loss of tradition. If a new tradition was springing up, it would be a-ok, but it's just kind of a big hole.

Oh, well. Getting maudlin. I'm sure I'll be posting more about it in the next three weeks or so... but to get you started on my Christmas musings, I will let you know what I want.

(It's a blogthis challenge and Amy posted one similar and I wanted to join in on the materialistic side of Christmas.)

1. A watch. I can't read the one I have. I know, I know. But I just can't. It's a rectangular face with rectangular hands and only 12, 3, 6 and 9 on it. I can't tell where they are in the middle of those numbers. Which in itself isn't that bad, but in the middle of my secondary classes having to rely on 15 year olds to tell the time is kinda embarrassing.

I also really like kids watches. My favourite watch I ever owned had the ABC123 cubes as the numbers and pencils as the hand. (I was 24). So something like this:

Or even the one with the pirates and monkeys on it.

2. Just Dance 2, Epic Mickey or Super Mario Brothers for Wii.

3. A boyfriend. Someone like:

or

or

or even

Me, have a type? What'cha talking about?