Maybe I'm Not A Grinch, After All

Last night was a good night to live in a small town.

We listened to Blaine sing carols with the honor choir. Everyone shook their keys during Jingle Bells. We counted down the tree lighting, and erupted in cheers when it did. Santa come ashore on a tugboat surrounded by local festival royalty. We walked down to the marina to vote on the best decorated boat, then took a hay ride through downtown and drank cocoa while listening to the clock tower chiming Jingle Bell Rock.

Oh! And we saw a shooting star!