I'm home, safe and sound. Miss Molly was well looked after while I was away and Miss Annie was so glad to see me last night. So much to waking up to blue skies and an endless day of "whatever". It's back to the grey NW, frosty rooftops and scraping the car windows!
Christmas Eve was my moms birthday and we always had a little party. We continue the tradition with friends and here is my Dad and his past neighbor Christine. We had an evening full of laughter, stories, good food and a few cocktails. She's in her early 70's and Dad is 78! I was the D.D. for the seniors!
Here was my first attempt at this butterfly. I thought I could live with it like this.
We also saw Les Mis and although I had not seen the Broadway show or read the book, I totally loved it. Dad had read the book so he knew the story. Aside from having a crappy cold, the trip was fabulous.
Here's Dad on Saturday morning, making a turkey sandwich for my carry on. I told him Dads are never to old to pack their daughters lunch. With a big hug and a few words, I was off to the airport line ups.
I hope you all came away from this season with great memories and stories that will be shared for years to come.