Had a wonderful White Christmas here in Farmington. In my youth our family had a tradition of a Christmas Eve Fondue dinner. So, Deb got our very own fondue pot. Aside from being splattered with boiling oil, it was delicious. Sometimes Christmas's are huge family affairs with throngs of giggling kids, friends, and family. Exhaustion from preparations and cooking sometimes can take the edge off the Christmas Spirit. Other times, like this year, we stay close to home and keep it simple. Our girls will remember their childhood Christmas's, and our boys their's, and each memory will be as pleasant as they are different.
Here is the hanging family photo display, inspired by Niner, that I made for Deb.
Brian and Logan hanging their stockings with care, or something like that.
The Magical Glow of Christmas.You've probably read about the tremendous dump of Global Warming that has hit most of the country this winter, and our area is no exception. The boys and I went skiing at Purgy Christmas eve and had a blast. Christmas day we spent the night with friends at Purgy, after a harrowing 3 hr, 4WD drive through blowing drifts of global warming. Deb was going to drive back that night, but the car was buried under about 2 ft of G.W., so she wisely stayed with us, and we dug her out this morning. We skiied in near white out conditions, even the groomed runs had a foot of fresh Global Warming. The boys are really becoming great skiers, and soon will surpass their old man. The high (or Low) point of the day was Brian's ride off the mountain in a Ski Patrol toboggan after tweaking his knee "getting some air" as he is wont to say. Seems to be limping around OK now, so he may be back on the slopes. Hope your Christmas's are as pleasant as ours.
