We headed back to Prescott because this year my mother Melissa was the Grand Marshall for the Christmas Parade. There was a dinner the Thursday before in a large room that was once the second floor of the JC Penneys, overlooking the plaza (not square). Dinner was great. There were awards and speeches about and by folks that had contributed to the effort, and then the Christmas lights were lit up on the plaza early just for the dinner.
After dinner we went over the hill to Sedona because I had found a cheap rate on a little studio for a couple nights. We spent the next day wandering around Sedona, doing a little Christmas shopping. Tlaquepaque was as empty as I have ever seen it, which was nice for us. I guess I'm used to being here in the summer.
The next morning we drove back to Prescott for the parade. Mom was near the front, ready to ride in the back of a new truck. She was supposed to be in a horse drawn wagon but the sudden passing of said horse made that problematic. I think when she got to the end of the parade she tried to get right back in line to do it again, but apparently there are limits to the rights and powers of even the Grand Marshall.
After the parade we drove back down to the valley to spend the night at Chelsea and Travis' place.
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