My California Christmas was eighty degrees. It's a bit confusing but plenty pleasant. I get this fuzziness when I'm home where I sleep in like a teenager and want to read books all day. Additionally, I attended my poorly-attended ten year reunion. WHAT A TRIP.
Joel and I are in the Northwest for the New Year. It's not really like anything I'm used to. This part of the world always seems to be dripping, green, and cold. After a wild work whirlwind it's nice to settle into a steady rhythm of beach walks and roaring fires.