My answer to what I want for Christmas is the same one I always give The Lovely Wife when she asks what I want: "Peace & contentment." I want a return to some vestige of gracious living. Where everything is slower and less stressful and we don't feel we have to be connected or accessible all the time through cell phones, emails, the internet, 300 cable channels, 24-hour news for fear we might miss something (Like what, for instance? Britney Spear's latest gauche social actrocity?). Where lazing about with a good drink and a good book is about as ambitious as anyone needs to get. I want the luxury of time to reflect, ponder, dream, and do work that is fulfilling without necessarily being goal-oriented...Time, always in precious commodity...
Oh, yeah...I'll take a lottery win of several million dollars too...
But I expect, like every Christmas, Santa will just leave me a lump of coal, signalling it's time to get back to the old grind.