http://lifeontheroad.com/2008/12/25/im-too-old-to-play-santa/1491.html Discussion and opinions about the trucking industry Mon, 26 Jul 2010 14:57:38 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0 http://lifeontheroad.com/2008/12/25/im-too-old-to-play-santa/1491.html/comment-page-1/#comment-2771 vgrumpy Mon, 29 Dec 2008 02:21:11 +0000 http://lifeontheroad.com/?p=1491#comment-2771 Diane - as you are aware I know Santa personally. Nobody is ever too old to believe in him. He read your e-mail and was quite upset. He had wanted Wayne to help him develop a new on-line thingy to sort all the "Dear Santa" letters, but Weisser is busy shleping CATS or CHORUS LINE somewhere and he doesn't have the time right now. But Diane, Santa could not find your letter anywhere. And he had kazillions of size 8 Cars and Superman jammies with the feet. Before Christmas he had 16 trillion Tinkerbell lanterns! But no letter. Sontag is your last name, correct? He thought so. No letter. Santa said he appreciates your saving him a stop, but next year please get your letter in early. And, Diane, he also said that years from now, when you might be sick in bed with the flu, your two guys will probably have your - "Too Old to Play Santa" - blog in their diaries or treasure boxes and remember your trek in the middle of the night for presents. And when you least expect it, they will come home and take care of you, call in sick for you, comfort you, tuck you in, get you a "magic" blanket, make you some chicken soup and a hot tottie. And although, you might be too old to play Santa, you will know it was all worthwhile. Because, that's what a mother does. But again, next year, leave it too Santa. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. PS/and stay away from those thrift shops and yard sales. Diane – as you are aware I know Santa personally. Nobody is ever too old to believe in him. He read your e-mail and was quite upset. He had wanted Wayne to help him develop a new on-line thingy to sort all the “Dear Santa” letters, but Weisser is busy shleping CATS or CHORUS LINE somewhere and he doesn’t have the time right now. But Diane, Santa could not find your letter anywhere. And he had kazillions of size 8 Cars and Superman jammies with the feet. Before Christmas he had 16 trillion Tinkerbell lanterns! But no letter. Sontag is your last name, correct? He thought so. No letter. Santa said he appreciates your saving him a stop, but next year please get your letter in early. And, Diane, he also said that years from now, when you might be sick in bed with the flu, your two guys will probably have your – “Too Old to Play Santa” – blog in their diaries or treasure boxes and remember your trek in the middle of the night for presents. And when you least expect it, they will come home and take care of you, call in sick for you, comfort you, tuck you in, get you a “magic” blanket, make you some chicken soup and a hot tottie. And although, you might be too old to play Santa, you will know it was all worthwhile. Because, that’s what a mother does. But again, next year, leave it too Santa. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. PS/and stay away from those thrift shops and yard sales.

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