A couple of friends of mine are in the doldrums. The quiet before the Christmas storm. Thought a little road trip could clear the air.
Sure, we all dressed up, but Janey, PA, and Jean put us to shame. I guess you have to be born with it...
Lots of significant as well as insignificant others joined us. Even the boys had to admit, Vic was most definitely among the significant.
Kathy and the Chief have acclimatized quickly to the temperatures of Mammoth. I think headgear helps.
The Chiefs put us up for the night, and Susan cried a little. She left an escrow recently, for very good reasons, but this was a cruel reminder of what she hoped to have for Christmas.
This is me and Laurie. If we look a little weary, it's because...
I don't know how many times we have to tell Petrea, "yes, you're a hipster."
and so is John.
On to Canada. Carolynn met us at the station. (She spent autumn in New Mexico, and I'm sure we haven't heard the end of that.)
More Canada, then eastern seaboard, the south, Belgium, Japan, and oh yes, oooooh yes, Australia.
(Here's latest dog column over at Patch.)
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