Saturday night was another shindig. Saw Aaron and Kirsten there for a bit.
Sunday was brunch at our place. Saw Aaron and Kirsten there for a bit.
Brunch was fun, and in some strange synchronicity, the same weekend that we were enjoying Rebecca's spinach-y egg-y cheese-y strata, some of our neighbors to the north were enjoying Warren's spinach-y egg-y cheese-y fritada, which I may have had a long-distance hand in creating.
Anyway, we and A&K and Craig and Jaime got along splendidly, lubricated by midmorning mimosas. It's strange to think that of the five other people at brunch, I will soon have married all of them.
Other brief notes: We got a Christmas tree and decked it out in ornamental finery. We watched the Muppet Christmas Carol. Richard, since he will likely never have a chance to do this to his own highly hypothetical children, forbade me from wedding Rebecca. I even managed to churn out a few holiday cards.
