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This year’s Christmas was an even year, so we spent it with Mike’s family in northern Canada.

Okay… not Canada… just northern Vermont, but really close to Canada, okay?

I’m not kidding, guys. They can drive to Canada in less time than it takes me to get to work at rush hour.

Anyway, it snows there all the time. Most winters it snows at least a little bit every day. Not this year, apparently. Christmas came and went, with no snow. For apparently the first time in 30 years.

Kate scolded her mom, as if it was her fault that her Houston-based daughter couldn’t see snow on her visit back to the North Pole. Christmas spirit was hard to come by. House decorations for Christmas weren’t up to code. Church on Christmas Eve was practically empty because so many people left town for the holiday this year. But we did still sing carols and make cookies (gingerbread!) and open presents and make Kate be Santa.

And it snowed on the 26th, so it wasn’t so bad…

I cannot imagine living somewhere where there is never going to be a chance of snow on Christmas. Those poor kids down south, or, God forbid, in the southern hemisphere. They don’t even know what a White Christmas really looks like! So sad…