"He was born, a long time ago - nearly Two Thousand years ago - at a place called Bethlehem. ...And then the Angel told the Shepherds to go to that Stable, and look at that little child in the Manger. Which they did; and they kneeled down by it in its lseep, and said 'God bless this child!'"
-Charles Dickens
Sunrise
Darrel left for work around 7. James and I left shortly after to go to Hatch's so James could rent a car. We saw two nice bull elk just standing by the side of the road. I dropped James off and drove through the fog to Walmart. The fog went from Show Low to the church in Vernon and from there to our house it was clear.
I got home and put groceries away and took a couple of aspirin. I worked on General Conference "catchup" most of the day and watched Christmas movies. I also fixed a chicken pot pie for dinner using a recipe I found in one of my "Food Nanny" cookbooks.
Jared texted today and said he is going to have to rent a van or truck to come for Christmas. I immediately got a card with some money in it and sent it to him.
Robert did not show up to fix the truck today. I am beginning to think we can't believe anything he says. He certainly is dragging his feet.
James had to fix a broken water line under the asphalt at work. He acted like it was no big deal. He never ceases to amaze me.
Sheri is worried about her boys and frankly, so am I.
Max is a tough kid. He plays football with the big boys and comes out looking like this:
