Well, in my case, I haven't gotten over how tired it was to cook a full time luxurious dinner. Like a whole turkey.
Despite my better judgement, I made another fancy dinner on Christmas Eve. Cream of carrot soup. Mashed potato and gravy. Chicken piccata. Steamed broccoli. And cherry pie. If people don't understand how hard it is to be a housewife, tell them to try making those things for ONE meal. Imagine having to take care of breakfast, lunch, and other household chores. Who said being a housewife is not a full time job?
Thank God for canned food and instant meals!
Other than that, I really enjoyed getting my FIRST Christmas tree! Ever! And decorating it. It feels so festive when you're decorating and have Christmas songs playing (courtesy of Pandora). I gotta say our Christmas tree looks pretty badass. I mean, I guess it's nothing special compared to other people's trees, but it's badass for me. :)
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| Before... |
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| After! Pretty awesome :D |
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| And Chewie posing by the lit up tree. He's wearing my scarf, btw. |
My family doesn't really celebrate Christmas, so I'm not too sure what you're supposed to do on Christmas day. From what I'm hearing of friends, it's a lot of visiting family on their mother's side then their father's side. Lot's of eating and drinking (of course).
What did we do? Borderlands 2!
I mean, nothing was really opened. I, for some odd reason, craved McDonald's. And the closest one to us on Lincoln is closed! Can you believe that? McDonald's closed on Christmas day! I mean, where are all the obese families gonna get their fill of fast food? Where was I supposed to get my filet-o-fish?!
Luckily, another Micky D's was opened on Olympic. :) So I satisfied my craving with filet-o-fish, 10pc chicken mcnuggets, and a large french fries.
Tony kept on saying how our kids won't know what McDonald's is. Oh hell, they will and they won't eat it. That's what's gonna happen. Who wants to stay naive and stupid? It's better to know about it and be strong enough to not indulge. Like alcohol and drugs. Note the word "know," I'm not saying "try" as in putting it in our body.
How did I go on such a personal tangent? The human brain is a mysterious thing indeed.
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On Friday (Dec. 28th) I went scouting. Now you might wonder what that means. I'm going to do (or at least try to do) this series of hike I'm calling "Hike to Sunrise." The basic idea is that we hike to a peak right before the break of day and sit and watch the sunrise. I wanted to do the Sandstone Peak, highest point in the Santa Monica mountains, so I went there to scout out the trail. You know, to see if it's actually safe to scramble to the peak in the dark.
I took the shorter route by the Backbone Trail from the parking lot. It took me around 40 mins to get to the peak (1.5 miles), which would probably convert to around an hour in the dark plus morning slowness. It took me an hour to get there from the apartment. So basically I have to give it around two hours before sunrise.
It's probably better to do it around now when the sun is still rising later in the day. It's pretty darn cold though, especially up on the peak. Oh well. Something's gotta give.
The trail was pretty rocky. As in big rocks rocky. Kind of annoying actually. You have to keep watching where you're stepping. Plus, the whole time it was an uphill hike. Pretty tiring. I was dead when I got back home.
But it was sooo beautiful up there. I met two doggies, too!
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| The two adorable doggies at the peak! |
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| The view was spectacular! Especially because it has rained a couple days ago so everything is green(er than usual). |
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| Up, up, and away! |
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| That's the parking lot where I parked my car :) |
But soon... Soon that peak will be mine!!!
