On December 23rd Mike and I played golf to celebrate our long weekend. I'll never tire of Los Angeles "winter" weather. I spent the first 28 years of my life battling the elements every winter. And you know what? I do not miss the change of seasons. Not at all.
So every Christmas in Los Angeles I intend to celebrate the holiday by doing something outdoors. Not skiing. Not skating. Not sledding. I'd rather go for a holiday hike in the hills. Or a walk on the beach. Or a round of golf.
So deck the lanai and prepare for a kiss under the palm trees. It's the most wonderful time of the year.