Santa, Shouldn't You Be At The North Pole

This morning we headed out bright and early (okay, 9am) for the Annual Holiday Mixed Doubles Tennis Tournament.  When I showed up, no joke my partner looked like a skinny Santa Clause; white beard and red baseball cap.  I am sure he would have showed up in a red suit if he was allowed to wear colors on the court. 

While the tennis was not best tennis my partner and I had played, we did get lovely parting gifts for playing in the tournament, so not a total loss.  

If I don't talk to you all sooner, have a fantastic Christmas!!