Apparently we were all pretty good this past year (Terri too, she just didn't want her picture taken) and Santa came to visit us. Good thing we left the sheet in front of the fire place, since while he was eating his cookies, drinking his milk and reading Katie's thank you note, he left a few ashes.
Believe it or not it does snow in Georgia on Christmas and we have the pictures to prove it! But after doing the appropriate "ohh, ahh, owww" we went to check out the loot.
Now if Santa can just give the WINNING lottery ticket next year, we will all be good!
In the mean time Big Jim will just put together his new Road King, and figure out how he is going to ride it. (That is what the new helmet is for isn't it?)
