We braved the cold again this year to go downtown and see the holiday parade. It is a cold event, but well worth it. We mistakenly set up camp behind an angry woman who was saving a large space on the sidewalk for her supposed 4 children and friends who were to join her, and who figured that yelling at any passer-byer that even dared glance at the open space for their own use was the best way to spread holiday cheer. 
But, eventually, her friend showed up with donut holes and the children, and she calmed down nicely--even asking if we could see alright and making sure our kids in the back row received candy as it was thrown from the parade participants.How can you hang onto territorial anger when there are high school marching bands and holiday floats?
We did have to leave the parade a bit early as we lost feeling in our fingers and toes and Jeff's griping about how much he missed California winters became too tiresome; but all in all, we had a grand time and will be sure to go again next year.
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Hey Liz. I'm so sorry about Jeff's bad attitude. I won't make matters worse for you by mentioning that we took the kids to the beach yesterday, or that my second season's plantings in my garden are going gang-busters, or that I haven't been able to wear any of my new flannel shirts Stacy just bought me. That would be mean.
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