Thanks to Haley for the photos of last night's band and chorus Christmas concert. Our three granddaughters performed...very well, of course. The whole concert was outstanding.
We met the clan for pizza ahead of the concert, got hugs and love after the concert, then hitched a ride to our waiting Moho and headed south. With KC singing the song of his ppl off and on for two hours. It's a good thing we love that boy, and it was a good thing to get on the other side of Atlanta and not to have to deal with rush hour traffic.
So far this morning, KC is a happy kitty, bless his heart.
And we have finally found some sun as we are rolling through Gainesville. Woohoo...bare feet on the dashboard...briefly, because that is not safe. But bare feet is good.
W Palm Beach, here we come. With much gratitude to our house sitter, suffering back in chilly nawth jawjah.
Miles and smiles, y'all. Welcome flip flops!
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