On the third day, the Lord said let there be more Erickson girls....  and so upon the golden coast of Southern California descended the   angelic elder Erickson sisters and their baggage, I mean boys,...plus their   baggage...biggest bags I've ever seen!  My sister's suitcase is bigger  than the bed I slept in in college.... 
But before they arrive,  momma and her  baby girls have a lovely cultural morning at the Santa  Barbara Art  Museum admiring the works of Pablo Picasso and Claude Monet  among  others.   My favorite part of any museum....the Gift Shop.
We  stock up on souvenirs, grab a coffee, and head back to the  beach.  The  afternoon presented the first and only minor hiccup of the  trip.  I cleverly planned an  afternoon beach BBQ to introduce the elder sisters and their  boys to  the sunny, warm Southern California climate and lifestyle... only there were  two  un-welcomed, uninvited intruders.  One being the fog and wind and  the  other being that foggin' drunk bum who kept trying to join our party!    The bum eventually left, as did the the fog, and as did the  family. 
Back  to the hotel to prep for New Years Eve.  But before we go out, we open  presents:
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| Yes, our place  is this tiny... | 
Then Weener found my iPad
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| these are some  happy broads... | 
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| Isn't Joshy so cute! | 
For  dinner we had  a very classy, traditional Mexican feast at the festive,  historical El  Paseo.
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| The  Newlyweds...still smiling...work on that. | 
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| Jesse and  Bridget  (aka Will and Kate) | 
After which we picked up a case of Tecate  (cheap Mexican beer of choice) and  headed over to our friend and fellow  Rutger's alumni, Todd's house for  an evening of spirits and  spiritual dancing..
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| someone got  their second wind | 
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| THIS is my  family | 
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| Marmy found a  dance partner | 
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| Kevin and Todd | 
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| Rish The  Magishian | 
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| Snap, Crackle,  & Pop | 
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| I set them up | 
Everyone arrived  safely home from the evening thanks  to a pair of anonymous designated  drivers (first time sober on New  Years in who knows how long)
Once home, most people passed out due to  the east coast to west coast time change where  staying up till midnight  actually felt like staying up till 3am.  However, one  soulful partier  caught the soft-step-boogie-buzz once she was introduced  to Trevor's  Forever Lazy and down comforter slippers: