My Life in the 40s

This may be our last year, or at least one of our last years, for Santa Claus. The Boy is already surrounded by doubters, yet he still believes. Perhaps he's not ready to let go of his childhood too soon. Perhaps he is inspired by the magic of Christmas, the spirit of giving and the visions of sugar plums that dance in his head.

Or perhaps he wants to believe that he is getting a Wii for Christmas, like Santa promised last year.

It doesn't matter. He still believes.

How did the time go by so quickly?

I took a nice summer break, only to start looking for a job just as unemployment hit a new high and the markets tanked. Now that's timing!