If you are go-oing to San. Fran. Ciscooo...

Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair.

Actually, as Scott pointed out, the hippy generation is quickly becoming extinct and subsequently being replaced by a hipster-grunge crowd, particularly in the Haight-Ashbury district where the McCabes currently reside. (I'm sure flowers would still be a nice accent and welcomed anyhow, though a peace sign gesture from the locals is not a guarantee.)

I was fortunate enough to spend the bulk of last week in the bay area with my lovely family featured above, in addition to Holly and Loren who are missing from the photo, to complete our adult kid's table for this year's turkey feast.

Apart from fullfilling my Thanksgiving duty and eating just the right amount before the button on my pants gave way, I tried my hand at frolf (maybe I should've used two), hiked along the Presidio and walked its nude beach (yes there was one brave soul out there but I opted not to post his picture), read at a relaxing cafe, under Scott's recommendation, after which I'm going to model my own someday, absorbed UV rays in late November! and relished every second of it, became somewhat more acclimized to having a fancy-pants camera within a 2 foot radius at all times, (Vacation is a good enough excuse for a little extra hair shine, right? I'm anticipating a photo spree in a mere 3 weeks in Milton and have been shampooing everyday since my return.) dined at the infamous Cha Cha Cha's (mmm plantains and sangria) and laughed and "clucked" along with Marley for 4 days straight. (Yes, Sue I realize that this is a run-on fragment amounting to a paragraph of sorts.)

Clearly I set myself up for disappointment next year. Thanks for a great holiday week! See yall in a few weeks!