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.


Other highlights ... getting soaking wet on the lamest part of Splash Mountain (check out our wet jeans in the picture) and walking around the entire friggin' park looking for a pretzel ... only to find THE ONLY stand tucked away behind It's a Small World. 