We all should be familiar with this story
Twas the Night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads
I will stop it here. I always heard this story Christmas upon Christmas for many years. I have always wondered what Sugar-plums were. It always bothered me that this was what Children typically had a vision of and I thought I was missing out. I went to Dictionary.com to do some investigating. I found out that a Sugarplum is a small sweetmeat made of sugar with various flavoring and coloring ingredients; a bonbon. This made me wonder what a sweetmeat was as well, as it sounded disgusting. I headed back to Dictionary.com to find it was not a meat at all. It is a sweet delicacy, prepared with sugar, honey, or the like, as preserves, candy, or, formerly, cakes or pastry.
I am sad to say that not once have I ever had a vision of a Sugarplum or a Sweetmeat when trying desperately to fall asleep on Christmas Eve. Was I greedy? I am not too sure. I was mostly wishing for a Puppy, Snow and World Peace every year. Once I got a Puppy his name was Snowball. I was afraid of him. He peed on the floor all of the time, I always slipped and fell into it. He ran away three months later on my Birthday. Snowball must have melted because we never got him back. Long story short here I think this story needs to be re written. Yes, I am sure it has been already but I am going to take a stab at it.
It was the night before (Insert your politically correct Holiday here)
come on I know no one says Twas anymore. When all through the condo
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
No one gets mice in Condos right?The stockings were hung by the gas fireplace with care
In hopes that Santa Claus would soon be there
that's his cool modern name yes?The children were nestled all warm in their snuggies
Haha snuggie, why not?With visions of High Definition Televisions dancing in their heads
what snot nose brat does not want one? Candy is so three centuries ago.Well that is all I have for now. I will now go to bed and try to dream of some Sweetmeat, you know the sugary delicate type not the manly delicate variety ;)