It's Christmas Eve and feels a bit like Summer. Matt and I had to do some last minute shopping today and between dodging cars and frantic people we were shedding layers - now, down to a t-shirt and capris, I'm finally comfortable. The one problem is I seem to be the whitest person in all of San Diego. Everyone else is sporting December tans with sunglasses lines (some tinier than others from the "sunglasses" the tanning salons provide).
Ah Christmas, the season of board shorts and tube tops. I can't wait to see Santa in his spanking new cutoffs coming down the chimney!
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