For Christmas I would love Santa to come down the chimney and put a check in my stocking for January’s rent. (Mom, if you are reading this I am being completely serious.) My tiny little apartment in Dallas costs you about half of your first born child and the blood of a Pharaoh for one month.
However, if I did want presents from a trust fund Santa I would want all neutrals.
Go ahead and e-mail the links to your sweet boyfriend. He still has enough time to calm his cardiac arrest before calling you at lunch. 😉