Very untraditional Turkey Day at the Fire Direction Center this year.
No turkey, no football, no stuffing, no family other than our own little one.
Peep and I spent the whole day op at the mountain snowboarding. Peep was a monster; his teacher's words were "You're totally sick, li'l dude!", he loves it and wants to go back ASAP. I suck. There's no nice way to put it. Oh, well. There's always skiing.
While we were up shredding the slopes - or at least the Peep was - Missy and Mojo had a girly day in Portland that included lots of treats and more skating. Missy is apparently determined to become a little cliche adorable Asian ice princess. Which is, well, adorable. And she and her mom cooked up a honeybaked ham with lots of lovely sides and chocolate-dipped strawberries for dessert.So a feast WAS had here, and family joy was celebrated, and a Star Wars movie was watched, and now it's time for bed.
Hope you and yours had a holiday suffused with the love of those you love.
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