Lets write our letters to Santa. Maybe our spouses will read the board.

Dear Santa,

I want a herbal PDR, 80 sections of pvc t joints, two rolls of plastic sheeting and new bibs. I've been a mostly good boy , unless you want to count the wine lees in the wormbin boo-boo (next time I promise to cook and mix it with peat moss. At least they went quick), or the vinegar and baking soda drain cleaner (if you ever get stuck in a chimney, I KNOW how to get you out). I'll leave you some jerky by the tree and tell the reindeer theres hay by the compost heap (they're welcome to leave their "gumdrops" there when they're done).

-- Anonymous, December 04, 2001

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Dear Santa,

I know you have a heavy load already, but could you please see fit to squeeze in about 60 tons of gravel for around my barns? (I have been a mostly good girl this year!) If you have room (maybe in my stocking?) I would gladly appreciate maybe three tons of alfalfa/grass hay. The only other thing I want is a good sturdy potato peeler, but I think Mr. S. can cover that. Oh and maybe a black turtleneck...

Thanks! Merry Christmas!

-- Anonymous, December 04, 2001

A brand new computer with all the bells and whistles would do the trick for me.

-- Anonymous, December 04, 2001

Dear Santa:

Don't want anything for myself, I don't know quite what to do with the excess I already have. (Cheers and backflips from my wife in the background . . .)

But if you have some left overs, please give the people who lost loved ones during 9/11 a little more happiness; I know they are missing their loved ones, especially during their first holiday season without them.

-- Anonymous, December 04, 2001

PLEASE SANTA tell me where Bin Laden is so I can collect the 25 million!!!!!...Kirk

-- Anonymous, December 04, 2001

Could I please have an Amish Family? I really need some repairs done,learn to sew and put food up better.A babysitter would be nice too,just for a few hrs. hubby and I have not been out alone in 6 yrs.

-- Anonymous, December 05, 2001

Dear Santa, I don't really want all that much. A happy new year would be nice and a waffle iron (I think Richard has that covered). Uuummmm some coveralls for wearing out in the barn would cut my laundry pile ups in half. Please switch my kids with exact replicas except make them nice to each other and a bit quieter. In return I promise not to add anymore animals to the homestead while Richard is away again. and I'll stop singing "Santa Baby"...I'm sure Mrs C doesn't appreciate it and I don't really need a sable under the tree. Love, Alison

-- Anonymous, December 05, 2001

Peace on earth would be nice, Santa. But I guess you just don't have that in your sack, 'cause I know lots of people who've asked for that all year every year . . . Would kindness and empathy for the entire population be too much?

Now, if you want to give just ME a little something, I would very much like a MAGIC WAND -- extra heavy duty model, please. Or maybe a couple of brownies for a few years? :-)

-- Anonymous, December 05, 2001

I would like a cheerful heart among all the trials and the ability to forgive without such HUGE struggles.

-- Anonymous, December 05, 2001

I would like "wirled peas" please, that would be dandy!!!

-- Anonymous, December 05, 2001

Dear Santa:

After thinking about this for a few days, I really can't imagine anything that I (or we) want or need! I believe that we are at a point in our lives that IF we needed something...we either could just go out and buy it or talk to the bank. We're healthy, always have a productive garden, very healthy goats, a good supply of firewood and our home business is good...what more do we need??!! All I want is for my granddaughter to remain this age forever! She is 4 yrs. now and as far as she is concerned, her grandparents can do no wrong :-)! She wears me out, but she's soooo much fun. It's like getting a second chance with your kids...you know what I mean??

BUT....A snowblower would be nice!!!!

-- Anonymous, December 05, 2001

I'd love a new little pickup truck. I'd even pay for it myself if you could talk my husband into it.

-- Anonymous, December 05, 2001

I would like a boss who is more flexible and understanding about my work hours so I don't have to use up all of my vacation time to go to school, all of the books on my Amazon.com wish list, and I especially want George Lucas to remake Star Wars Episode I so that Qui-Gon lives and Jar-Jar dies.

I realize that this is short notice, so if you're unable to deliver any of the above I'll settle for "Feet of Flames" on DVD and a ceramic bowl big enough to make bread dough.

-- Anonymous, December 06, 2001

someone sent me this and I couldn't help but think of this thread when I read it.

: Mom's Night Before Christmas

It was the night before Christmas, when all thru the abode Only one creature was stirring, and she was cleaning the commode. The children were finally sleeping, all snug in their beds, While visions of Nintendo 64 and Barbie, flipped through their heads.

The dad was snoring in front of the TV, With a half-constructed bicycle on his knee. So only the mom heard the reindeer hooves clatter, Which made her sigh, "Now what's the matter?"

With toilet bowl brush still clutched in her hand, She descended the stairs, and saw the old man. He was covered with ashes and soot, which fell with a shrug. "Oh great," muttered the mom, "Now I have to clean the rug."

"Ho-ho-ho!" cried Santa, "I'm glad you're awake." "Your gift was especially difficult to make." "Thanks, Santa, but all I want is some time alone." "Exactly!" he chuckled, "I've made you a clone."

"A clone?" she asked, "What good is that? Run along, Santa, I've no time for chit-chat." The mother's twin. Same hair, same eyes, Same double chin. "She'll cook, she'll dust, "

She'll mop every mess. You'll relax, take it easy, Watch The Young & the Restless." "Fantastic!" the mom cheered. "My dream come true! "I'll shop. I'll read., I'll sleep a whole night through! "

>From the room above, the youngest began to fret. "Mommy?! I scared... and I 'm wet." The clone replied, "I'm coming, sweetheart." "Hey," the mom smiled, "She knows her part."

The clone changed the small one, and hummed a tune, as she bundled the child, in a blanket cocoon. "You the best mommy ever. "I really love you." The clone smiled and sighed, "I love you, too."

The mom frowned and said, "Sorry, Santa, no deal. " That's my child's love, she's trying to steal." Smiling wisely Santa said, "To me it is clear, " Only one loving mother, is needed here."

The mom kissed her child, and tucked her into bed. "Thank you, Santa, for clearing my head. I sometimes forget, it won't be very long, When they'll be too old, for my cradle-song."

The clock on the mantle began to chime. Santa whispered to the clone, "It works every time." With the clone by his side Santa said, "Goodnight. Merry Christmas, Mom, You'll be all right."

-- Anonymous, December 07, 2001

Hey, why can't there be a clone who does just the work part?! Actually, I think I want clones with one "hive" mind -- mine of course. Well, maybe I don't want clones of me, how about some nice STRONG, mechanically inclined bodies -- still with MY hive mind, of course . . . . Or all directed by my "master mind"! I have enough thoughts and ideas for several bodies! ;-)

-- Anonymous, December 07, 2001

Yah Joy, I know what ya mean! I would like to have a clone too!

-- Anonymous, December 09, 2001