We've just returned from a Minnesota adventure to visit my family for Christmas and a Baptism. It was, as always, quite the event. Mother Nature pulled out all the stops to supply us with blizzards, ice storms, rain, and a good, old-fashioned train derailment. Seriously, our trip was like something out of Planes, Trains & Automobiles. On the trip from Chicago to St. Paul, our first class sleeper car on Amtrak was converted into a regular ticket because the fancy train was stuck out west. And our 8 hour trip took 16. Then the train actually derailed about 100 yards or so from the depot in St. Paul. I mean, not a really bad derailment. The engine was just a few feet off the tracks. But really, for trains, a few feet pretty much brings everything to a stop. We detrained into a snowbank and walked to a bus that drove us to the depot. On our return trip, our train was not a train at all but a charter bus driven by a lovely man who had never driven into Chicago before. But we made it, and I guess that's what counts. We arrived to a rainstorm and 55 degree temperatures. Crazy, crazy, crazy. Next year I'd like to be teleported directly into my parents' living room.
We enjoyed a crafty Christmas with felted sweater stockings.
Thanks to our local Village Discount Thrift for the materials! Working with recycled sweaters is so luxurious. It's like stitching into butter, but in a good way. It's definitely something I want to continue doing
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