Xmas cards out the door (finally), and Robyn and Jared throw a bash.

We’d have never finished the roughly 120 Christmas cards we send out without virtually eliminating any personalization whatsoever. Trust me, we feel badly about that. But it’s not as badly as we’d feel if we didn’t get any cards out the door at all. We’d have loved to have scribbled individualized flowerly prose expressing the depth of our Christmas feeling on every holiday card we sent. Instead, if you hear from us you’ll be getting a picture of Jonah—which is pretty cute frankly—and a short statement about our year, which is to say that the statement is mostly about Jonah. Anyway, the point I’m trying to make here is that we really do wish for you and yours the happiest of holidays, and if you really want to know what’s going on in our lives, there’s no better place to learn than right here. (Why you’d really want to know that is a matter for you and your therapist.)

Robyn and Jared threw a big ol’ bash this evening, and oh my did the good times roll. Bruce was in town for the holidays (the ostensible reason for the party), and it all proved a wonderful opportunity to see him and greet friends from within our mutual circle of acquaintance. The food was great—for example, Jared made Philadelphia cheesecake for dessert, and I don’t think I’m wrong in saying that the secret ingredient was crack—and the times were merry. Big thanks to Robyn and Jared, and happy holidays to everyone!