I dream of a place...

 Where everyone gets to sit on a throne...

 Where kids get to try on silly hats and goofy glasses...

 Where there are enough monkey pens for everyone...

And where everyone lives in tiny metal houses...

And that place is Lynn's Paradise Cafe (except for the part about the metal houses.)

The only thing better than Christmas is a post-Christmas get-together with friends.  Gaye and I had another lunch at Lynn's funky, funny restaurant, where our table this time was a vintage game table with a glass top, with a train track and scenery below our plates of food.  Said scenery included green plastic forks as trees.  A little shopping, a little gift-exchanging, and a lot of friend-time to end out the year.  The journal pages above are the end of that calendar-style journal.  Seems like Jan. 1, 2011 was just here a few weeks ago.

Gaye's metal work skills continue to amaze me.  The little house book fits in my hand.  Such detail!