First of all, let me say that I just might pass out as I am writing this. I simply cannot believe we have two consecutive blogs originating from the Campbell homestead! That’s a record. It looks like you all had a cozy Thanksgiving with a little native twist to it. Great photos.
I have a lot of info to cover this blog so settle in.
SAN FRANCISCO
The following photo sums up the entire trip.
Thomas and Joel were completely out of control the whole time. It was, however, very fun to be in the city during the holiday season. There was a hussel and bussel in the air, and we got to see the humongous Christmas tree lighted in Union Square. We had a blast in Chinatown, I bought an amazing necklace and Ben bought a red plastic rat (he was born the year of the rat, kind of fitting). Thomas wondered when we were picking up our “China sister”. Alcatraz was fascinating. The day we went was cold and foggy, which added to the mystic of the island. The solitary confinement cells sent chills down my spine. We road in/on a car, plane, tram, train, trolley, cab, cable car and boat. We walked and walked and walked. If we hadn’t had two screaming banshees constantly preforming daredevil stunts close to oncoming traffic, it might have been the perfect trip. Here are some more photos:
JEWELRY
I am busier than ever on new designs. I am doing really well with my adoption jewelry. I seem to have found a niche. Here’s some of the latest:
THANKSGIVING
We went to Ben’s parents. The food was great. I took Mom’s cranberry Jell-O salad and rolls. Ben’s mom is a great cook and we had a very nice, quiet (the Petry’s went to Brian’s parents) meal. Thomas missed having Joel to help reek havoc. We forgot our camera, so no photos to share this time. We are looking forward to a busy weekend. For some reason, unbeknownst to Ben and I, we are already busting at the seams with Christmas spirit. Oh, by the way, everyone should know that about two weeks ago Ben made two large fruitcakes. He found traditional recipes online and was itching to try them. He is aging them in the pantry and dousing them with rum and stout every week. Be forewarned that he will be serving these gems at Christmas.
Anyway, we are really into the season this year and so Ben is contemplating putting up the lights tomorrow. I am off to shop. On Saturday, we will be putting up our tree and decorating the mantel. Sunday is reserved for church and opera bar. I hope we are able to hold on to our enthusiasm throughout the month!
To give everyone a little jump start on the season, I want to post this really good commentary given by Ben Stein on CBS Sunday Morning.
“Herewith at this happy time of year, a few confessions from my beating heart: I have no freaking clue who Nick and Jessica are. I see them on the cover of People and Us constantly when I am buying my dog biscuits and kitty litter. I often ask the checkers at the grocery stores. They never know who Nick and Jessica are either. Who are they? Will it change my life if I know who they are and why they have broken up? Why are they so important? I don’t know who Lindsay Lohan is either, and I do not care at all about Tom Cruise’s wife.
Am I going to be called before a Senate committee and asked if I am a subversive? Maybe, but I just have no clue who Nick and Jessica are.
If this is what it means to be no longer young. It’s not so bad.
Next confession:
I am a Jew, and every single one of my ancestors was Jewish. And it does not bother me even a little bit when people call those beautiful lit up, bejeweled trees Christmas trees. I don’t feel threatened. I don’t feel discriminated against. That’s what they are: Christmas trees. It doesn’t bother me a bit when people say, “Merry Christmas” to me. I don’t think they are slighting me or getting ready to put me in a ghetto. In fact, I kind of like it. It shows that we are all brothers and sisters celebrating this happy time of year. It doesn’t bother me at all that there is a manger scene on display at a key intersection near my beach house in Malibu.
If people want a creche, it’s just as fine with me as is the Menorah a few hundred yards away.
I don’t like getting pushed around for being a Jew, and I don’t think Christians like getting pushed around for being Christians. I think people who believe in God are sick and tired of getting pushed around, period.
I have no idea where the concept came from that America is an explicitly atheist country. I can’t find it in the Constitution, and I don’t like it being shoved down my throat.
Or maybe I can put it another way: where did the idea come from that we should worship Nick and Jessica and we aren’t allowed to worship God as we understand Him?
I guess that’s a sign that I’m getting old, too.
But there are a lot of us who are wondering where Nick and Jessica came from and where the America we knew went to. “








