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Last Week In Pix / 2x2


 I feel like so much happened last week! But really it was just a crazy busy work week where I had plans every night after work. I took pictures of most of those plans.

Tuesday I took Sonic to The Grove for pictures with Santa!
 

Unfortunately, they made us leave because the line was too long and "Santa had to get home to Mrs. Claus by nine." 
Bullshit. I'm not a five year old! Don't lie to me! Cut the line from now on, don't make people who have been waiting thirty minutes leave empty handed!
Needless to say, we were sad. 

But Chris, Sonic and I got to wander around The Grove summoning all will power in order not to buy anything save a sip from Starbucks. 
Then we celebrated National Cookie Day at the best possible place to do so: Diddy Riese.
Yum.

The very next night happened to be pet night at The Americana. So after work I took Sonic there for round two of pictures with Santa. Jay Leno had just completed an interview when we got there. I managed to snap a super blurry picture of him.
You can't mistake that chin, no matter how blurry. 

Then we stood in line for not too long and Sonic got to meet Santa. He did such a good job!! Check my Instagram for the picture (instagram.com/doriean) but here is a preview:
It was "snowy", Christmasy and kinda romantic at The Americana, so Sonic and I invited a certain someone to hang out with us there for a little while, which was really nice. It almost looked like winter!
Almost. Hint: Do NOT eat the fake SoCal snow. It's soap.

A few nights later that same certain someone took me to a premiere of a movie he worked on where I got to stand in close proximity to Rumpelstiltskin, err, I mean Robert Carlyle. 


The movie is called California Solo and it was actually really good. A tad depressing, but it ended well. And you can't beat Carlyle's accent. Plus, this was my first movie premiere. So that's cool. I felt really special he picked me to take with him to something so important. 

The next day I had another first: my first Clippers game! 
Chris invited me to hang out with him and a few of his coworkers + their friends in the suite (bougie). Things were good, but then they got better when the dessert cart appeared:
Heaven. 
Clippers won, I had a shot of Baileys in an edible chocolate shot glass. We'll call it a good Saturday. 

Then Saturday got great when we had homemade dinner with amazing friends and I won a rousing game of dominos. 

Last Week I Learned:
1) Not to trust elves with over-the-top weave jobs
2) A few week's patience and savvy shopping gets you designer shoes for much less than what your friends paid

This Week I'm Looking Forward To:
1) Holding down the marketing department by myself for three days
2) Hanging out with above-mentioned certain someone as much as possible before he goes out of town next week

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