Casey had TWO early morning hockey games -- 7 am game on Sat. and 6:50 am game on Sunday. Both games were about half an hour from home, and, of course, players need to be at the rink 30 minutes before game time. That meant getting up E-A-R-L-Y.
Yes, the clock says 5:12... A.M.
Casey was not too happy about waking and suiting up so early.
And, as you can see, it was pitch dark when he left the house.
Beau played hockey, too, but later in the day with a recreational league. Sorry, I forgot to take my camera to the rink.
Here he is at one with the gaming system.
The Christmas tree finally came down and went sadly to the curb.
We continued to slog away at thank-you notes.
Monday, Britt had the day off, which isn't usually the case for MLK Day. We hadn't made any advance plans, and the weather was soooo icky -- ice, sleet, wet snow falling from the sky well into mid-day -- that we mostly stayed in.
Britt made waffles for breakfast.
Casey beat us at Monopoly.
The "pretzels" that I made were tasty but blob-like.
The dog didn't care much for the weather.
He may look like he's sleeping,
but I think he's sulking about having to stay in.
He may look like he's sleeping,
but I think he's sulking about having to stay in.
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