Our salt and pepper shakers are very cute; I think they were a gift from Ali and Chris. There is a matching pepper shaker, but this was just sitting on the table by itself.

Our salt and pepper shakers are very cute; I think they were a gift from Ali and Chris. There is a matching pepper shaker, but this was just sitting on the table by itself.

Just in case anybody at work is overcome by the Christmas spirit and needs to dress up as an elf. I have not been moved to do so.

In the right light, my bedside clock makes a super groovy reflection on my night
table.
Went to a kind-of-new tapas place for dinner tonight. The atmosphere was unremarkable (much like this somewhat blurry photo), but the food was delicious. But the best part was the company–we got together with Emmeline, who we haven’t seen in too long. I’m glad we’ve kept in touch.

My car doesn’t often leave Massachusetts, but when it does, it will be spreading this message.

That’s what kind of dinosaur this is. Or rather, was. You can read more about it here:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coelophysis

April was a homeless woman who hung out by Charles Street station. I’d see her when I had appointments at MGH and we’d chat. Sometimes I’d buy her stuff she needed at the nearby CVS, but I think sometimes she’d return them for the cash. Apparently she died of an overdose over the weekend, which made me both sad and angry.

In the lunch room today….don’t know why or where it came from.

So here is the story:
When I was growing up, we would go to my grandparents’ house for most holidays (Thanksgiving, Passover, Rosh Hashana…) My Nana would make a beautiful fruit plate to have with dessert, and she would put it on the porch to stay cool. After dinner, when my grandfather had finished the dishes, we would all come back to the table for dessert and coffee. About halfway through it, Nana would leap up and yell “Oh SHIT! The fruit plate!!” and she’d run out to the porch and get it. She’d do this nearly every time.
They are gone now, but the tradition lives on.

I did the Thanksgiving shopping today. On the list was “4 giant carrots.” So here they are. Yes, the scale reads over 3 pounds.
