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If you can't have a white Christmas, then you ought to get the kind of day we had. 80 degrees, sunny, clear skies and not a stitch of traffic. After gorging ourselves on ridiculously huge burgers & steak fries we went to Santa Monica. Monica, my mom, my sister Jody, her fiance David, and the monkeys lounged on the beach. We were at the beach about 30 minutes before the Monkeys stripped down and went straight for the water. They frolicked in the water for nearly an hour. Remember what it was like to be a kid and have no sense of temperature??