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Then: Santa Claus

Now: Santa Claus

The other day I got to thinking about Santa Claus.  How he hasn't changed much since I was a little girl.  He still wears that same red suit.  Has that same big beard and belly.  And he still flies from rooftop to rooftop with Rudolph leading his sleigh.

He's a pretty lucky guy, if you ask me.  

But then just this morning I heard that kids can now text Santa and receive a reply.  With that in mind, I'm pretty sure that although Santa still travels by sleigh, I think that his vehicle must be equipped with modern technology.  

He probably has a DVD player so during that long stretch between continents he can watch a movie about his life.  And an iPod to listen the elves singing Christmas songs.  

He most likely has a GPS system - just in case he gets lost.  But, really, that's not something Santa usually does.  Unless Mrs. Claus was having a menopausal moment when she gave him his delivery schedule.  Because, we all know there is a Mrs. behind every great man.  And without her Santa wouldn't be able to make it through the night.

I bet when he gets lonely he calls her on his iPhone, just to hear her merry voice.  Who knows what kind of things she may whisper in his ear to keep him up for the big night ahead?    

They might even text each other while he's flying.  

I luv U Me 2
B ready 4 L8tr Pick up Viagra
Chimney at 105 Main 2 sml U eat 2 much

But even with all the techni stuff, Santa  still lands on the rooftop and climbs down the chimney with his big red bag.  He leaves the presents.  Eats the cookies.  Drinks the milk.  Answers the handwritten notes.  Climbs back up. Nods to his reindeer and flies off.    

So, I'm hoping that although he has do to all this physical work,  Santa knows that back at the North Pole, Mrs. Claus is the one having the hot flashes (even with all that snow) when she thinks about their toy-making business.  She is having the anxiety attacks as she watches the weather reports.  And the mood swings waiting for him to return.  

I'm hoping that after eating all those cookies and drinking all that milk, that when Santa gets home, he appreciates the antacids that Mrs. Claus has waiting for him.  And that although he wants to just fall asleep, he'll stay up a little bit longer and listen to his wife tell him about her day.

But most of all, I hoping that all you FAB40 women have a wonderful holiday.  

As Santa and Mrs. Claus might say,  "We couldn't do it without each other!"


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