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Elves Hack Website, Claim Santa Is Myth

So, I'm smack in the middle of holidays. Thanksgiving came and went quickly...now Christmas is in a couple of weeks. Whew! Sadly, I'm still a man without a country...errr, well...at least a home to call my own.

The Jackson house has been on the market since mid-September...which isn't bad for Mississippi. Up here, that's pretty bad. Homes are sold in a week...two weeks is considered slow. However, I remain true to the belief that all things happen for a reason and a season...God's got a plan.

Georgia continues to grow. I've added three new pics to the Photos section...be sure and select the "Show All" function to be certain you see them all. She's eating baby food now...and jibber-jabbering up a storm. Thankfully, I'm going to Jackson tomorrow and will be there all next week, working from home. Then, we three will return to DC and I'll be off Christmas week. Two weeks straight will be the longest I've been around my two women. It'll be very refreshing.

The job continues to be intense. Management is fun but not as fun as actually working on and coding the site...something I seemingly don't get a great deal of time to do. However, I have a full and awesome staff and once everyone is in the groove, we'll be functioning like a well-oiled freak machine! Wooo!

In case I don't get to speak or see some of ya while in Jackson or anytime soon...a very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to ya!

More to come...

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