How Does Santa Do That?

Max: You got us LOST!
Me: I DID NOT! YOU are the one driving!
Max: Excuse me, but WHO has the list?
Me: YOU read off the addresses, I just wrote them down!
Max: Oh for the love of... #$*(/$

Max and I are on a mission, we are playing Santa Claus for the County and this is the umpteenth time we have played the Where In the Hell are We? game today. Max is a cop and we are in his patrol Blazer out delivering toys around the area. We make a good team, his attitude is much like Chris's in that he has no problem whatsoever dishing it out and can bicker with me all day long.

Now Santas we are not.Twice we dispursed the wrong toys to the wrong kids and had to ask for them back, we lost a bicycle somehow and never did find it(another unit had picked it up by mistake). Max offered to give me away as a bonus gift and threatened to shoot a rather problematic and irritating Elmo doll who was chattering at us with each pothole and bump we hit. Somehow I know this is something that has never occurred up at the North Pole.

So on a cold Saturday for ten hours we criss crossed the area making our deliveries, eating McDonalds food and squabbling like an old married couple. How Santa does his job so neatly and efficiently is beyond us. Even with lists, GPS and a dispatcher we still got lost and confused. We are also curious to know just why Santa would even consider doing this year after year, and cover not just our county, but the whole world too. Santa truely must be magic.

However Santa does it, here is hoping that he is good to all of you out there this holiday season. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! Rox