All I want for Christmas is a man for me!

Dear Santa,

This year there is only one thing I want which should really make it easy, so easy, for you to provide. Well, okay, it's not so much one thing, it is one item, well, one person. Yes, I want a person, well, a boyfriend. As you may or may not know, since I don't write you all that often, in fact, I'd say I haven't written you in many, many years. Probably the last time was, well, hm, I must have been eightish. I'm now forty-one and still bloody single. Sorry, but come on. Surely there's someone out there for me. Surely. I'll describe him and you can make him. Okay? Now, let's see.

1. love me, want me.
2. be open to Buddhism, Reiki, and herbalism.
3. have a great smile and dig my sarcastic humor.
4. care about other people as much as, or more than, himself.
5. be creative in whatever he does and support my creative pursuits too.
6. be ruggedly handsome like those dreamy handymen on HGTV.
7. be as adventurous in his own backyard as he is in the world.
8. be at least as tall as me, if not taller. So 6'3"+.
9. have blue or hazel eyes. Eyes I can loose myself in.

I think that'll do it. Surely you of all people can provide this one, small gift by December 25th. Can't you? Thanks in advance! I'll be sure to leave organic oatmeal raison cookies out for you. I know you love them best.