White Christmas

Instead of the wonderful sunny beaches of Hawaii, I spent my first-ever white Christmas in Denver. Two back-to-back blizzards. I drove eastbound on the snowy I-70 after visiting friends in the Aspen area, chased by a snowstorm (we were able to beat it by an hour; the freeway was closed in both directions thereafter.) But the scenery was gorgeous.



I shoveled snow off a driveway with the family and snowshoed through K's brother's neighborhood in Denver. It truly was a surreal experience for a native Southern Californian like myself.



Lastly, my favorite picture from the trip. K is posing with the bears that guard his mom's place. (and yes, that's a parking meter in the picture - mom's husband collects a lot of different things.) We drove ATV's and went tubing around their yard. Despite being trapped in the house for a few days due to the storms, it was a very merry Christmas indeed.