When I’m 68?

Life gets normaler and normaler: Jim and I drove down to the Bay Area last night to join Monica and Dror in their new Oakland (Rockridge) rented house for day two of Jim’s birthday celebration. Nice to be guests in someone else’s house for dinner. No masks. Hugs all around.

And lap-top birthday cake! A fabulous chocolaty moussey thing that was pretty damn great for a chocolate mousse cake (usually too fluffy and rich for my taste).

For the record, he blew them all out, those giant Hanukkah candles, in one breath.