Homemade Jam for Christmas

Christmas was wonderful this year. I got two days off in a week, in a row, I got to see my family, and my wonderful cousin Elisabeth who I don’t get to see nearly often enough.

Super outdoors-y cousin turned urban hippie

Elisabeth seems to have gotten all the good genes in the family (along with her little brother John, who seems to have transformed into the Hulk). Top tier athlete, Ivy League grad, freaky impressive resumé, tall and in perfect, and I mean perfect shape. And she lives in the Pacific Northwest now, the place I most want to live in all the world. And she brings us delicious jam for Christmas.

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