The Fry Lodge Christmas Vacation continues from frigid Omaha, Nebraska. We have been reminded just how cold it can get in winter – The thermometer read 0 degrees when we woke up this morning. Luckily we have family to keep us warm. Tonight we enjoyed fondue with Paul, Leah, Charlie and Lauren, followed by Rockin New Year’s Eve with Ryan Seacrest. Ruby stayed up just long enough to watch Taylor Swift perform from Times Square. Henry didn’t last much longer. Happy New Year to the Fry Lodge Faithful.
The Fry Family Quartet spent Christmas in Omaha, Nebraska this year. It’s been so nice to spend the holidays at Jim and Mary Kay’s house. With all their cousins under one roof, Henry and Ruby have been in kid heaven. We’ll have even more family gathered today, as we expect many Cornhuskers to stop by to watch Nebraska take on USC in the Holiday Bowl. Go Big Red.
After moving all of our belongings back across the country, we’ve found ourselves with a surplus of packing paper. Combine that with an abundance of the Christmas spirit, and you get one crafty Fry Lodge holiday. Tonight we made our own Christmas wrapping paper. I’m anxious to see if this tradition sticks. We certainly have the paper for it.
This morning as Henry was addressing his letter to the North Pole, I told him that it was good he was giving Santa enough time to get his order in with the elves. Henry then went on to explain how the elves make the gifts: They put ingredients into a magic box, hit a wooden nail four times, and presto, out pops a present. I asked, “how do you know that?” Henry then stopped what he was doing, walked over to me, looked me in the eye and said, “Because I believe.”
I post this picture against my better judgment. I can already hear my mother’s voice of concern for my family’s well being. But this photo is just too awesome not to share. This week’s extreme weather in the Northwest is leading to record high tides. Combine that with very strong winds from the north, and you get a Fry Lodge yard that looks like this. Kristine took this photo at the high water mark. Though the water is indeed close to our door, it would have to get quite a bit higher before we’d be in trouble. That said, if you’re looking for the perfect Christmas gift for Fry Lodge, sandbags might be just the thing.
For all you concerned grandmothers out there, five minutes after this was taken the water had already receded back to the edge of the yard.
The first thing I said to Ruby on Saturday when she woke up was, “Happy birthday weekend!” She looked at me and said, “My name’s not weekend.” That sense of humor is six years old today. Happy birthday Monday! ”