I've been baking biscotti and calling old friends. (If you're feeling starved for visuals, you can check out last year's post.)
My lovely partner and I took in a fabulous jazz concert last night and then walked home in the season's first snow.
Our son is downstairs hard at work at a mysterious elf project with his beloved Aunt Chelle.
And even though I wasn't able to attend writer Zadie Smith's talk at the NYC public library last night, I can listen to the whole thing from the comfort of my laptop.
You could, too, if you liked (click on her name below):
Zadie Smith (53 minutes; make a cup of tea)
(Hat tip to Heidi Durrow!)