For starters, we walked to Starbucks for coffee. Mark predicted it would be packed and it was, and largely our demographic – mom & dad out for coffee until the kids come back for Christmas. We sat down at a shared table, and when the other person already sitting there raised her head, it was one of my former archive teachers, who’s still at the historical society. We talked about our kids – her daughter’s out in Seattle, where my brother is, and might actually be working at the same community college soon. Rach called, to say she’d just watched the Queen’s Christmas message, with her boyfriend and several members of his family, who are all in England, courtesy Skype – here it is courtesy YouTube.
We walked home, pushed the snow off the walk and driveway, and opened presents with Ethan. I photographed our piles of wrapped loot without the card in the camera, so they’ve disappeared into nothingness.
Then we ate Christmas Kringle, with raspberry filling that I had in the freezer, from 2009 summer’s raspberries, and almond paste, and fruit – bananas & clementines, kiwi from the fruit box that Linda sent me as a cookie thank-you, and Nueskes bacon.
