You know those movies with the zombies that shamble aimlessly around, murmuring and staring about with their sunken eyes? That’s pretty much what it’s been like around here since the end of December. Max got sick, I got sick, Owen got sick, I got sick again, Max got sick again, and Christy was pretty much sick through all of it. That’s why it’s been so long since we posted. We’ll try to catch up with our ridiculous backlog this week, possibly doing multiple posts when we’re not seeking out sweet, juicy braaaaaaaains.
So…Christmas. Same as it ever was. Up to Sherman…
…and then head home and pass out…and wake up to find that Max is glued to the back door for some reason.
Sheesh, too many photos, and that’s not even all of the ones we took. We’ll pick this up again next time, when we move on to Christmas in The Woodlands. You can see all the rest of the photos from Sherman and Dallas in the snow if you click here.