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Well, I was out today with mum, doing the banking. As we entered the shopping centre, I glanced down and saw that they had their Chrissy set-up done, and there was a Santa on the throne.
I knew I was going to miss playing Kringle this year, but it didn't hit me how much I was going to miss it until I saw someone else in the part I cherish and love so much. It's so much more than a role for me. That's why I'm so good at it.
That's why I'm not doing it now. I simply can't do a consistently good job.
I was walking around today quite badly, both legs feeling like knives had been shoved through them in multiple places. I may be fine one day and barely able to walk the next. I'd push myself to do it, but the reason I'm not is I don't want to risk screwing it up for the kids. They make it worth it, but it's a bloody tough gig, even when you're feeling 100%.
If Santa can barely walk to or from the throne, or suddenly staggers off to one side and crashes into a wall, that ain't good for anyone.
But today I was reminded of something else. I have said for the last two years that Santa-ing was the only job I had loved as much as droving. I've never stopped missing droving. Having to stop was like having a part of myself torn away. I've always described it as like losing an arm.
Today I realised for the first time that I don't have Santa either, gutting me completely.
And now I know what it's like to lose my heart.
I knew I was going to miss playing Kringle this year, but it didn't hit me how much I was going to miss it until I saw someone else in the part I cherish and love so much. It's so much more than a role for me. That's why I'm so good at it.
That's why I'm not doing it now. I simply can't do a consistently good job.
I was walking around today quite badly, both legs feeling like knives had been shoved through them in multiple places. I may be fine one day and barely able to walk the next. I'd push myself to do it, but the reason I'm not is I don't want to risk screwing it up for the kids. They make it worth it, but it's a bloody tough gig, even when you're feeling 100%.
If Santa can barely walk to or from the throne, or suddenly staggers off to one side and crashes into a wall, that ain't good for anyone.
But today I was reminded of something else. I have said for the last two years that Santa-ing was the only job I had loved as much as droving. I've never stopped missing droving. Having to stop was like having a part of myself torn away. I've always described it as like losing an arm.
Today I realised for the first time that I don't have Santa either, gutting me completely.
And now I know what it's like to lose my heart.
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*hugs*
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Plus on thirty degree days, in the suit, by the time I get to a location, I may not be up to doing the job.
But I'm not ruling it out.
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(Anonymous) 2006-11-28 11:28 am (UTC)(link)And an amazing head of hair.
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And an amazing head of hair.
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Just don't get shot for being a terrorist suspect. ;)
C'mon, we can figure this out ...
Okay, it needs to be on a fairly mild to even cold day. Keep an eye on the weather reports. It needs to be in a place where someone can drive right up and drop you off at the point where you want to do the Santaring, and it needs to be somewhere with a seat. It also needs to be somewhere where there's lots of kids around but no other Santas. Somewhere not in the direct sun would also be tops.
Hmmm.
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More manly hugs.
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Is there something LIKE santaing you can do that doesn't require the physicality? Online santaing? Some other sort of seasonal cheer dispensing?
Here's hoping those useless bloody doctors figure it out and get your legs right again, anyhow.
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:-(
If you were here, I'd ask for you to be our family santa, and we'd take care of you properly so you'd be ok. Unfortunately it's a bit of a hike.
:-(
Any other families need a santa for an hour?
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I know I'm a bit old to write, but I know there's a growing chunk of the fan community with kids now...
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We all loves ya, Santa or No Santa.
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Maybe you could do Santa-ing by webcam for shut-in kids?
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In the meantime I'm going to be a dittohead: Hugs and sympathy, and continue to hope that your new doctors will find a way to beat this thing.
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http://www.onlinesanta.com.au/
Seriously, the whole deal stinks :(
more hugs
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I went back today to buy it but it was gone. :(
I dunno if you'd even like to have a Santery reminder about the house anyway.
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many hugs, as well as many purrs to you, my dear chap.
P.S. I miss my bi-monthly dose of Danny love (or lurrve) I think a Canberran visit is in order before the end of January, no?
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Dude, I would love some quality Julian time. You utterly rock!
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Спасибо за статью