We had a really nice Thanksgiving down in Long Beach/Huntington Beach. We left Wednesday and after an 8.5 hour drive, we made it. We stayed at Joe's dads house and had Thanksgiving at his brother's where Andrew got to meet Great-Grandma Perry for the first time. She just celebrated her 95th last week. On Saturday we drove out to Fillmore (just west of Magic Mountain) and rode the Polar Express train where they served cookies and chocolate milk and Santa came through to meet the kids. Aiden actually talked to him this year and told him he wanted a flash light. (There's already one in his stocking-weird) After the train stopped and the kids ran around a little, we headed for home at 9pm. At about 2am, Joe said we needed to stop for gas because our car said 4miles to empty so I got out the TOMTOM and it said there was a Chevron in Livermore 2miles away. So we got off the freeway and found the Chevron sign, but the station hadn't been built yet. So now with 2 miles to empty, we found that the next station was farther than that so we had to call AAA. At 2:45am, they arrived and rescued us. We were in our beds by 3:30am. The next day Joe surprised me with an appointment for a 90min. massage for my birthday present. It was perfect timing.