Today is Christmas, which is a very important holiday to some people, though not really to us. We attempted to have a traditional Jewish Christmas dinner (Mongolian beef and cashew duck), but the Chinese restaurant was closed. So, instead, we drove around Reno and Sparks with your grandfather, your aunt Tanya, and your uncle Colin. When we got home, we had pasta with pesto (which I made in large quantities a couple of summers ago when we got beaucoup basil, which I made into pesto and froze) and turkey instead. It was yummy.