Thursday, December 27, 2007

Rocky Mountain High

Christmas morning we awoke to 60 degree weather, leisurely present opening and a quick and yummy lunch out in Germantown to meet baby Blake. A few hours later found us trudging up the mountain to Keystone, eight inches of snow on the ground and the temperature gauge claiming it was 6 degrees outside. Now that's just silly cold. After some delays and brief but nerve wracking car trouble on the side of the road, we made it to the house and scarfed down some chips for our Christmas dinner. And can I just say - traveling via airport on Christmas Day? I'd like to do it every year. No lines, good moods, a happy baby - I think we may have started a new Sweazy tradition. It's been a whole lot of nothing ever since, what we do best in the mountains. The LA crew arrives tomorrow, so we're enjoying a 1st 48 marathon, crossword puzzles, trying to stay out of that 6 degree cold and yeah, more of that nothing.

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