Omicron be damned! We attended Joe’s annual Christmas cookie party last night. Compared with parties in the past, this year’s celebration was a relatively low-key affair. Anne and I made the maraschino kisses to share. They came out pretty good, if I do say so myself. I got to amaze everyone with my new eyesight and Anne got to crow about Dave’s wedding.

Today, we made like Santa’s elves, getting ready for the fast-approaching Christmas holiday. Dan is supposed to arrive tomorrow, then Dave and Maren come here mid-week and finally Brit flies in next week, landing between Christmas and New Year’s. We’ll have a full house this season.