Christmas or the "Holiday Season" for all you political correctness weirdos out there is a magical time of year. People seem kinder, the air is full of excitement and joy, and most notably the short fat white guy is in high demand - the one time of year everyone wants to be around that dude; I am a short fat white guy. As many of you may know I am not a huge fan of miniature or wannabe people; most of you call them children. The small ones are cool cause they just look at you and stuff, but mobile talking kids - not my cup of tea in general. Interestingly enough though I absolutely and undeniably love being a Santa. Am I discovering some deep need to connect with children? I am feeding my inner desire to bring peace and happiness to the masses? Or am I fueling an deep seeded lust to be the center of attention?
How We Got Here...Like most things that happen in this place the answer is simple - Brittney O'Daniel called me...and I can't say no to her. Not because she my brother's girlfriend that makes the best kitchen fried steak ever, but because she does such amazing things and I would like to be a part of that - a very small part as I am lazy, but a part none the less. So I agreed willingly to be the Santa for San Pedro Pre School; and once I met my helper Elfs I was even happier I agreed!
It was such a great day - only an hour or so long but SO MUCH FUN. I had the easiest job, just sitting and handing out gifts; not really sure what could be better. Only one child was scared and cried at me, several couldn't get enough hugs and kept coming back. One little girl came up about 5 times after she received her gift, in between other children, just for another hug - which I gladly gave out as often as requested. Here the seed was set...and a Santa was born!!
No Good Deed Goes Unpunished...As such San Pedro Town Board found out about my Santa ways and was quick to hop on the line of invites. I kid you not; my second Santa gig ever was for the #1 TripAdvisor rated Destination in Central America for 2016. Only one SMALL issue - I didn't own the outfit (yeah..."outfit"...since costumes are for fakers and I ain't fakin' nothing!!). So thankful for my favorite Elf Carolina letting me use the suit again. It still sits in my house; I'm looking at it right now. Most of you know I'm usually great about returning things fast; and I tried. Maybe I fear that after I return it she'll have no reason to see me again...so as long as I have it she's gotta chat with me right?!
Huge numbers of gifts were given to countless kiddos on this glorious day; I heard 1500 or so...sounds high...but I'll go with it. 3 great memories and I'll try to be brief:
This one tiny girl balled and cried and wanted nothing to do with me. So with a quick pat and "Feliz Navidad" her mother took her away; and she belted out from the other side of the room "FELIZ NAVIDAD SANTA" through her cries and tears. Perhaps those were tears of joy...
Cindy (who just delivered me the most amazing creamy chicken bacon pasta - if you don't subscribe to her food you should...it's amazing - call her 624-4659) came in to do actual business with her youngling "Tinker" in tow; as she walked past she immediately recognized me and asked her mum (cause they're Brits...so it's mum not mom) "why is Kendall dressed like Santa? Kendall, take that off right now! If you don't I'll call Santa and tell on you!" Which she most obviously did since I had NO gifts under the tree this year...Tink...I'm coming for you in 2017! Though I'm sure she's 10 steps ahead of me already.
Found this one out a couple days after - Charlie works at Ecologic Divers (basically IS Ecologic, our longest tenured team member by a long ways) and he reported this to me - his little ones came in and got their gift and picture with me at Town Board. The didn't say a thing so I thought I got away un-recognized. That night as he was tucking them in one said "Dad, I have a big secret for you. You better be real good at work because Mr. Kendall is SANTA CLAUS!". Well Charlie made the eternal good list last night saving my life...another story for another day, but basically he pulled me out of the ocean in rough shape at 145am...eternally grateful...yep another day for that story.
Christmas Eve and Santa was Busy...
Big Time Santa...
|Photo Credit - Laurie Norton, tacogirl.com|