Petra's having breakfast so I'm in my lounge watching the sun come up on a pleasantly, unusually still San Jose day. Instead of morning traffic, I hear birds.
We're on our way back to bed right now, but later we'll take a walk in the park a and look at all the kids riding their Christmas bikes before coming home to cook ourselves a yummy dinner. I'm looking forward to it.
In the meantime here's A Fairytale of New York by the Pogues. It's a Christmas song that manages to be both raucous and poignant.