All the Santas were getting very rowdy and excited as the Dancing Queen took the stage, stamping their feet, cheering, shouting. I was too, she was pretty hot. I stood watching mesmerized. Boy she could move.

I wish I could wear a sexy outfit like that and have all the Santas cheer for me, I thought. I think that is my dream. Never mind the shidduchs and Prince Charmings. My outfit seemed all dowdy and frumpy now. I was getting depressed myself, I will be good company for these gloomy Santas.