Thursday, December 24, 2009

The Night Before

To the Bruno's we go. With family spread between Utah, Colorado, Qatar, California, Bolivia, and 197th-ish Ave, it's a blessing to have familial friends close-by. This is a place where you don't have to ring the bell. The door is always open. This is a place that we always feel comfortable, warm, welcome.The pies don't hurt, either (btw, this hostess had a baby, like, a couple days ago).

After a fine dinner, a program:We practiced weeks for this number. Actually, it was a dry run and the audience appears charitably patient.

Moonlight Sonata-cum-Carol of the Bells. (Before a shocking performance of "Rudolph").


Naughty or Nice?

We returned home to write some Letters to Santa:

And await a frosty Christmas Morn':

1 comment:

Heidi said...

Aww shucks. You can come over anytime.