Life of Wry

From stockings and pastries in the morning to a robust conversation about AI on the car ride home (which I slept through).. ’twas another nice day.

[Speaking of stockings… I just had a brilliant idea about future stocking stuffing.. we draw names. I am planning to implement THAT next year.] This year, as in the past: I fill everyone’s and Jim fills mine.

Speaking of pastries, we relied on Upper Crust, mostly, for morning treats to go with our coffee… a German stolen (Peter’s favorite), a Swedish cardamom roll (exceptional, and nostalgic for me), a Jewish/Eastern European babka (somewhat of a tradition for us, at least since Seinfeld re-run days), and my fave gingerbread muffins. Oh, and some smoked salmon.

Peter and Maya at the tail end of present opening…

We gathered our items for the Christmas feast (cheese crackers, broc/cran/almond salad, See’s, vino) then took off at about 3:30 to meet up with the Bay Area Frames. The John Frames — for the first time in my Frame family tenure — forwent the gathering and went to Seattle, so we were four down! Remaining to gather were Alan, Marie, Monica, Dror, Nina, Ben and the four of us. All adults, no little kids.. it’s been that way for awhile now. It is quiet, I’ll say that. Not too much to take pictures of.. I mean, adults sitting around talking. Lol.

Peter and Maya petting the Matalon/Frame cat Reddy, who is so old, so docile, so big, and so amenable to anything affectionate. I do like taking pics of these adults.