This Reminds Me

We’ve just returned from riding the “Polar Express”, a 2-hour round-trip train experience in and around Austin. Santa and Mrs. Claus visited our compartment to give us bell necklaces; the conductor dispensed cocoa and homemade gingerbread men; Girl Scouts sang carols. We thought we were hot stuff in our (mostly) newish robes and jammies until we spied an irritating family of five – complete with dewy-faced infant – in matching bright green and red sleepwear. I’ll bet their sugar cookies are all the same size, and I’ll bet they hang individual icicles Monk-style. Boooorrring!

We can hear our bells, Santa – you bet! We believe.

Our excursion began with Rachel pushing Hannah into the motel’s outdoor pool. Yes, it was 40 degrees and sleeting, and yes, Hannah was wearing her basketball shorts which were required for her game immediately as we returned to San Antonio today (hence, why they were packed – don’t ask me why she put them on a day early.) Fortunately, I perfected my “swing-it-around-the-room-several-times-then-hit-it-with-a-hair-dryer” laundry drying skills in India 18 years ago, so she did have dry shorts today. Her team and Lois’ team both won today, BTW – I am hoarse from cheering. And tense from restraining myself to keep from going on court and whalloping a little snot who kept elbowing our girls. You gotta watch those Lutherans.

CCFN! (Choo-Choo For Now!)

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