Today we had 124 little wonders on Santa's lap. We also had a Corgi, a Belgian Shepard, a Black Lab, a Boarder Collie, and a Golden Retriever. Now BPS and I do not have the same numbers, but I take mine off the photo computer each night so I say the Dude is correct. I don't know how they arrive at their numbers (their #s are higher, however, so that's better for me).
We had very nice weather today, it was almost 50 degrees but we had rain on and off . People are freaking out because they are predicting snow with a possibility of 1 inch, maybe 1-1/2. They think the world is going to end, but the weather forecast shows 40-45 degrees on the weekend. I think they would be in for a rude awaking at the North Pole. Mrs. Claus tells me due to all the work going on, she almost had to use the blower...but a few elves got to it first.
I want to say welcome back to one of our senior elves, Gerry, who has been out for awhile. Welcome back (and get to work) we missed you.
Now about the title. What is it with tooting on the "Talent?" It happens EVERY day. Today I tried to keep track, and in the first hour 6 out of 15 tooted on Santa. Now I understand that with the excitement and anxiety to meet Santa, sometimes a person could get nervous. But to toot and say nothing (like I can't feel it)? Now Santa can understand and forgive infants, but toddlers to lower teens...come on. The first one today was a small infant and I had my hand under her behind. I got blasted, then told mom that maybe she should check her out because she could have a full diaper. But the next one was about 12 yrs old and he ripped a couple and just kept asking Santa for about a grand worth of goodies... I think he will get a case of Bean-o! I almost felt like airing out my Suit after a couple of them... Ugh, and yes, I forgive them all...(?)
Well Santa has to go because he has an appointment with the Sandman,
Santa Joe
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