Paradigms...where shift happens!

Happy New year, ya'll

It's on us yet again...that most special time of the year when we make promises to ourselves and others about turning over a new leaf for yet another year. It's also the time when those promises that are made may outnumber but will certainly not outlive the flood of campaign promises made during last year's the mid-term elections.

Wouldn't it be interesting if we could somehow compare the two? Who will be more successful, you with your promise to exercise or Congressman Blatherbutt from Possum Breath, Missouri with his promise to honestly see to the voters interests? I'm betting on you to outlast him.

That's right folks...lock up your children and your money because in a few more days a whole bunch of new kids on The Hill will be lining up at the trough to try to earmark your money to fund the construction of a teapot museum back home or to pay for the paving of the road to Lawrence Welk's boyhood home. Makes you giddy with anticipation does it not?

Oh, and by the way...sorry about that "Ya'll" business in the title...I'm a big Paula Deen fan....

Thank you

Thank you for my Christmas present; you have brought back the joy of Christmas. Like many guys, I suspect, my Christmas role had always been more as support staff and financier than anything else. That's a chore and not a small amount of pressure that I used to let overwhelm the spirit of this season. When I returned to singlehood 13 years ago the whole thing was mine to deal with as best I could and I freely admit that I have not done a very good job of it.

You have changed all that this year and that's a present that can't be wrapped. It's too big.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.