Baby It's Cold Outside

I know, weather again, right? Pickings must be slim. But it was so freaking cold at the Test Site today, I wanted long johns. After the little blizzard we had on Monday with people sliding off the 95 and making our bus late, they actually let us go home 90 minutes early.

I guess this counts as a happy blog since I ended last year on such a downer. I didn't mean it really. Things aren't that bad. I spent New Year's at John and Pedro's with their dogs and adorable 2 month old puppy. I had mom over there with me for dinner. And then Annette stopped by with Ryan and Kira for a little bit. After I dropped mom home I stopped at Dan Bunin's to say hi to a few folks and Happy New Year. Then it was back home to the pups. Something a little different, but still good.

Then when John and Pedro got home, I heard their tales of their New Year's Eve on the strip at a fancy party at The Cosmopolitan, complete with celebrities. I'm glad they had a good time. Then Pedro made us all lunch, and we went upstairs to watch the Lady Gaga episode of Glee.

When I got home, I found my birthday presents from George and Heather. A huge box of goodies from Lush. Shower gels, soaps, shampoos, everything smells good enough to eat. It was sweet of him and Heather.

So here we go with 2011, and yeah, it's cold outside.

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Singing in the Rain/Umbrella

This week Southern Nevada got one of those heavy, heavy rainfalls that come around very seldom. In Vegas, Henderson and up at the Test Site it came pouring down for three days. It had rained a bit the previous weekend and I had been able to take out my new Burberry umbrella for the first time. But this was just a drizzle compared to this past week. I broke out the trench and the rain hat as well.

I enjoyed the rain for the most part. I just didn't like having to drive to N. LV in it in the morning. But when I got off the bus at the end of the day, Rory was shining with freshly beaded water running off of him.

It's so dry here that we need a nice big rain every now and then. To clean the roads, wash away the dust and just remind us that there's weather.

Don't Make Me Over

I had a pretty good day yesterday for my birthday. I got some free stuff (carwash, gift at Sephora, drink at Starbucks) and my lovely family were generous as always. Dad took us to dinner at a nice place, and earlier, I got to hang out with my brother George at his place. He gave me the DVD of Glee and we watched a couple of episodes. Then after dinner, me, Mom and Dad watched some. The whole family is into it and that doesn't happen very often. It made me happy.

Anyway, as this year ends, my 38th, it's hard not to examine your life and see if there is anything you might work on for the next year. This blog has been my project this year, and I can't say it's been a resounding success. I haven't kept up adding entries as much as I wanted to. I feel like my writing is still not back to where it once was. But I'll try to carry on. And not write so much about handbags. I'm way too obsessed with them.

As for changes, I can't keep making the same resolutions year after year without learning that they most likely aren't acheiveable. I am at the point in my life where, this is who I am, and that's probably not going to change much. The year started at the Bunin's New Year's party. I was hoping it might be the beginning of a greater effort and success in my social life. Not so much. I haven't made much headway with Janice and the gang at Paddy's. I've not seen Keir since the beginning of the year, and it still makes me sad, but actually I'd hoped that his absence would help. And those guys would see that my hanging around, it's not all about him. I've wanted to hang out with Janice one on one, but there just hasn't been a good time to ask her. And a year on from losing Barb, she's still got bigger things to be thinking about than befriending a shy quiet girl who used to work with her ex-boyfriend. Cool shoes notwithstanding.

Should I go to the Bunin's party tomorrow night? Technically I wasn't invited, but they are pretty open with their invitation to friends of friends. And Ralph and Kate should be there. I'm thinking of wearing my new dress, and cool shoes, and bringing along my iPod with photos of my trip to New York to share. Will it matter? Will I blend in or stick out? I don't know. But I do know I'm better off not trying to be someone I'm not.