28 November 2016

no matter for winds that blow

Or if we get the sleigh upset into a bank of snow.*

*Translation into modern terms: or if we have to use the new car jack we bought the week before we left as a precautionary measure because we haven't driven our Tahoe any long distance since we got it last October. In fact, we haven't gone anywhere since I was pregnant with Maggie. But we had no cause to use the jack, thank goodness.

What went fine? The drive, the comfy comfy beds, the golfing, the building a pit fire for turkey roasting, the breakdancing lessons, the meal, the pies, the card games, the trail running and hiking and biking, the stuffed menagerie museum owned by a bamillioinaire in town full of big game he and his wife have shot and stuffed.

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