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So I'm all "running with my sister is the best thing ever! I'm gonna do this every day!!"

And then Christmas happened.

My Christmas, full of children's laughter, a tree that threatens to fall over, friends dropping by to spend the day (and also fixing my brother in law's brakes(!)), making new friends, fixing and eating amazing food, flew by in a blur so fast I almost missed it.

My sister and nieces and I managed to get in a short walk Christmas night after everyone left. Starry and quiet, the girls ran ahead of us on the sidewalk, marveling at lights in their neighbors' yards as my sister and I concocted our next moves, enjoying the cool night air.

What came out of that walk should be fun.

This 30/30 thing could be amazing!

We walked around the Getty Villa yesterday, and all I can say is WOW. The collection of Greek and roman art is amazing!!

Also: I could live there. I mean, really. In fact, why hasn't the porter brought my bags up yet?

And then there was shopping.

Which was out of control. 

My sister played human Barbie with me, which resulted in getting stuck in a zillion designer dresses and wearing things I would never put on because they are a zillion dollars (who wears $2000 dresses?!) and I would be afraid of spilling red wine on them. 

Then again, I am in LA, so I wouldn't have to eat, so there's that.

Trying on zillions of dresses is a workout!

A workout with punishment of literally getting zipped up in the dress if you are not just the right size.