Having been raised in the Midwest where Christmas was likely spent up to one's ass in drifting snow, with feet that would take several hours to thaw in front of the fire, this year was quite a change--even from our mild Northern California winters. I watched surfers in Santa caps, skateboarders whizzing by with gifts under their arms, and tourists desperately lining up outside the one restaurant in Pacific Beach that was open this morning--I HOP. One Christmas tree in a pot, courtesy of The Girl. Decorations, courtesy of the sea. Tinsel, courtesy of a bunch of stuffing in a used gift bag. Works for me. It was so declared the coolest Christmas ever.
Published on: Dec 25, 2006
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