If your idea of Santa is a jolly old man with a hankering for cookies and reindeer, I hate to inform you that you were wrong. Santa is actually a badass New Englander who rides a sick motorcycle. The only true part of the tales of old is that Santa truly has a heart of gold. And fortunately, I got to meet Santa in person and didn't have to wait in a crowded mall in December to do so this time.

Santa reached out to me and asked if she could treat me to happy hour in town. By coincidence, she is also from Americas Finest City, which of course is fitting for the finest Santa. I was a nervous wreck for a good week, eagerly awaiting our meeting. She treated me to a favorite bar in the area that uses a "stock exchange" to determine the prices of drinks based on supply and demand.

Firstly, I received my gifts that were toted on a sweet orange motorcycle. Santa claims this is easier to navigate with than a sleigh in San Diego. I coach little ones (10 year old kids) in soccer. Santa must have known I was going to need to (dreadfully) go to Big 5 to pick up a dry erase lineup clipboard, and gifted me one! And I'm so thankful, because I was definitely using 10 cent spiral notebooks and it was so bad... you can see the joy on my face! I also got a sweet UnderArmor bag, a huge increase in quality to the little sports bag I previously used.

We went to my favorite bar and ordered lobster rolls and charcuterie, which was phenomenal. In the spirit of the stock market exchange, I did my best to order the cheaper drinks but I was so enthralled in our conversation that I kept forgetting to keep tabs on the great deals. We got to talk about life, and most importantly, I got to know somebody who is so extraordinary and compassionate and I'm lucky to have had such a thoughtful Santa. We of course will stay in touch- I've had a total lack of people to hang out with after graduating, so this was a welcome surprise.

So thank you Santa for making Arbritary Day so special! I'll have to cover the sugar free froyo next :D