The gals (and Shawn) enjoy a quiet Christmas, celebrating by opening packages on Christmas eve. This year, it’s a little subdued as Mom is still recovering from the bout of diverticulitis and then depression.
Coco, the puppy is the “star of the show”, investigating every gift, and of course, all the wrapping paper.
Shawn has to catch the Las Vegas shuttle out of St George bright and early Christmas morning, so it’s up at “Oh God:thirty”, well before the sun comes up.
Leaving Mom home with most of the dogs, Bev, Cindy, Shawn, and Coco “the pup” pile into the Avalanche for the hour plus drive to St. George. All the way there, they’re a little concerned about whether or not the shuttle will actually be running on Christmas Day.
No problem, they arrive at about sun up (shortly after 7 AM) and hook up with the shuttle.
Their only regret is that there is no snow for Christmas.
Oh… but the very next morning, they awake to the first tease… a brief snow shower.
The ground has been frozen for some time now, so what little falls sticks immediately. Is it really winter here now?
Stumble it!
November 28th, 2007 at 11:35 am
You know something ladies? I believe that this year’ Christmas is going to be the best so far, and after that they will just get better. Happy-happy ladies!