my so-called life

I haven't posted in quite some time so I thought I should slap something up here. I can't believe it's almost December ... November literally flew by, filled with Allison's 30th birthday and football games galore (yay SC!). Thanksgiving was nice, but a whirlwind. I spent Wednesday night at my grandmother's in Marin. Molly and I spent our entire Thanksgiving day cooking ... this was my first year attempting gravy from scratch and removing the giblets from the turkey ... while my dad just laid around talking about how much there was to do. Dinner was a starchy, cheese-filled success. I drove back to Sacramento with Molly that night and we stayed at someone's house that she was house-sitting for where we learned that I would be absolutely no help in a home-invasion robbery.


On Friday, Molly, the fork, and I drove up to Apple Hill (see picture) for our traditional apple donuts and tri-tip sandwich. Molly got a little excited about the sandwich, although I can't really poke fun because I am obsessed with the donuts. That night we went over to Merle and Cherie's house where I abused both physically and mentally by a prank-calling, Crown-Royal swigging Steve. For those of you keeping track that was my third bed of the trip. Saturday was lunch with mom and Lindsay and then a brief trip to Arden Fair Mall, which was suprisingly calm. That night Molly and I saw the oh-so-horrible movie August Rush and then I slept in her bed ... four beds in four nights.



When I got home on Sunday, Diana and I decided to do some Christmas shopping ... for ourselves! I gave myself two dresses, a sweater, tights, and some kick-ass tan knee high boots (check them out below ... so cute). Diana wasn't far behind and bought the same boots in black and the same tights. I was actually in the holiday spirit ... it was cold, the outside portion of Del Amo was decorated with lights, christmas carols were blaring, and I had a peppermint latte. Yum!!!


So now I have 90% of my shopping done and can look forward to the big USC v. UCLA game this weekend ... a game we will dominate, thus enabling us to go to the Rose Bowl. The weekend after that it's off to the city (SF for you non-NorCalifornians) for our annual girls weekend ... which to me means the Sir Francis Drake Beefeaters, crocque-monsiuers and fried chickpeas at Absinthe, and bellinis at the Bubble Lounge.

Life is good.