As the post festive lethargy starts to settle into my bones, there is really very little I can intelligently add to the conversation. Instead, allow me to take you on a whirlwind tour of the Christmas that was.
Mild sunny days perfect for walks along the ocean, no cooking, no cleaning, ample time to hang with the Offspring, and a cozy nest in our favourite hotel made this year's version of Christmas pretty spectacular. Despite having to forgo turkey leftover day (aka Get Your Own Damned Supper Day) I could get used to this.
|Christmas Eve lunch on the Drive|
|secret Santa fail|
|Christmas at the Inn|
|turkey dinner at 553 feet over the city|
|Bluebs, the pitbull cat|
|Christmas Day walks along the ocean|
|final dinner dosas|