Desert holiday

Merry and bright

The 2:30 am alarm was painful, but after that, an easy trip down to Las Vegas yesterday.  The sky was black as ink in Seattle when we took off at 5:50, but soon we were above the clouds and I watched a spectacular sunrise slowly unfold in the east.

The flight attendant eventually brought coffee and all seemed right with the world again.  The clear winter light was so beautiful on the desert mountains when we landed.  It was still only 8 am.

The temperature is in the mid-60's, about 10 degrees higher than the norm for December. What a treat.  I sat on the patio (without a jacket!) for a while watching the birds, contemplating why anyone (who didn't have to) would live in Seattle this time of year.

When you've been up that long, 10 am feels like supper time. I was starving.  Marji kindly obliged and drove us to In-N-Out Burger where Dad treated us to cheeseburgers and fries.  Later she made a great Mexican dinner at home. 

Pork tamales from Costco (quite delicious) and all the Mexican trimmings. Then I unpacked the treats from the suitcase.

"The Guardian of the Cookies"
ha ha

 An early night for all...