O Silent Night...the boys are misbehaving!

After having a wonderful Christmas meal with family, my brothers and their families decided to sleep over and see if St. Nicolas would visit. Since our dinner ended early enough to put the children to bed, the adults had multiple hours to enjoy.

Being Christmas Eve, the city plow only went one time through the neighborhood. This left enough snow on the streets to get around in a vehicle and tow someone on an inner tube. Thanks to my summer purchases of a ski tow rope and an inner tube, we were ready to plow through the neighborhood.

The combination of Christmas Eve and fresh snow persuaded everyone to stay indoors. Golden Valley streets were at our disposal. Since my Brother’s car does not have a hitch we opened the tailgate window and had one person hold on to the rope as we towed someone. After a couple of brief pulls and corrections we began our evening street prance.

I had the initial run and was the guinea pig and was the first to get run into the snow bank. Driving very conservatively, my brother barely got me to hit the bank as we made our first turn. The only good thing resulting from that turn was that we realized it would take some pretty gnarly driving to seriously injure one of us. Our objective became to get some one thrown over a bank.

Having completed my turn I jumped behind the wheel to throw my brother around. I did a much better job meeting our objective than he. Finishing his turn with a few laps he wanted to get behind the wheel and redeem himself. His wife grabbed hold of the tube and we drove off.

While we were having a ball, we failed to realize what an odd spectacle we created. People were startled by our shouts of excitement as we drove by. Our interruption of the neighborhood bliss reached a crescendo as we nearly through my sister-in-law into a fence post. Shortly there after, we met the villain of our evening.

As we checked to make sure my sister-in-law was alright a brightly colored car bulled up impeding our path. While the colors of the lights were similar to Christmas Red, White, and Green, one was substituted with blue. Stepping out of his car we knew this man was not Santa’s helper assisting in the Christmas holiday.

“Good evening, I see you are out having a fun evening tonight. I have been following your tracks around this neighborhood and it looks like you are being a little reckless,” the officer stated with resentment that he was working instead of enjoying is families company.

Not wanting to beat around the bush we confessed to what we were up to and were ready to take what ever punishment would come our way. Realizing we were being pretty responsible with our activities, we were told that he could not pin anything on us because he had not seen us violate traffic laws. He did instruct us on our tracks not denoting obedience to stop signs and that it would be best if we called it an evening. Thankful that we did not have fines to pay, we happily to returned home to await Santa Claus.

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