Overnighting a package to Tiburon, two days before Christmas. It’s for Angelina’s brother and sister, who will be having the traditional Christmas breakfast, even though dad is in Mexico (boo). It’s breakfast goods: homemade jam, Bob’s Red Mill pancake mix. Handmade napkins.
I enjoyed the photo, and (even though I don’t know the people) the words also. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s because I love breakfast, and the idea of giving it as a gift is awesome. Yeah, that’s probably it.
We used to drive down for Christmas breakfast with Angelina’s dad when we lived in California. She wanted to continue the tradition in our absence by sending… yeah, breakfast.