Got up when the girls got up this morning. They prepped to go to Dickens Fair, and I made ready for an afternoon shopping with Dawn in San Francisco.

Cousin Sara (and Ingrid and Heather) conspired this Christmas to organize presents, asking each of us to give them a list of five things we want. They compiled the list and send it back out to (all 20 of) us, so we can each pick a few things off of the list, coordinating with the self-appointed elves, so everyone gest what they want, and nobody feels like they have to get something for everyone (flashbacks to second grade valentines...)

I printed out the list and set forth for BART, where I would meet Dawn's train and we'd head into the city, where wind vied with rain, conspiring to create a sense of adventure, or at least dampness. Funny how outdoor bluster can make interiors (and company) shine like warm gold.

Driving back from Fruitvale BART, after seeing Dawn off, I was greeted by the sun, making its first appearance of the day. Grabbing my camcorder, I crossed the street from Karen and Crystal's to Alameda's Kings Beach, where I found today's moment of Zen (quicktime, 1.7 megs). This video completely exemplifies my day.

It's nice to be home...

In a bit I'm off to see Em, Chris, and Kisa. Kisa-kisa-kisa. I've so missed my kitty. I hope she remembers me.