We went to closing night, packed up, and early the next morning lit out of Rexburg, driving white knuckled at the wheel through a blizzard with visibility of about 10 feet, to get to the safer, warmer (we hoped) locales of Richfield, Utah for Turkey Day. Holidays at Gram and Grandpa's are always relaxed, low stress, dog-filled affairs (although we left Bella with some awesome neighbors so she wouldn't be stuck in the car for us for 8 hours), and we had a lovely four days of reading, watching movies (we saw Tangled on opening day!), playing cards, eating food and hanging out. We even *gasp* hit black Friday and got some super deals on Christmas gifts. It was the first time I'd done it because I really dislike crowds and I really do like sleep, but we picked the midnight whammy rather than the 5 AM slug fest so we went, grabbed our goods, and were out of there in 20 minutes. Must be a record! In bed and asleep by 1, and slept in until 9 AM because the kids run upstairs and wake up Gram and the dogs instead of us. Ahh, not a bad deal over all!
Playing 5 Crowns. Gary is flashing his gangsta signs to show that he got the highest score! (sorry honey, that means you lost! :-) )
Packing up the kids for the drive home... Scotty always thinks he gets to come! Cute little furballs... and the dog too.
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