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Friday, October 29, 2004

Happy Halloween!

I actually completely forgot that it was Halloween weekend until I saw the Today show this morning. By the way, Matt Lauer as Paris Hilton is very scary! It's sad how holidays become so much less important as you get older. There's not the same excitement. As Steve mentioned we did get invited to a sociologists-get-loaded Halloween party, but that's not nearly as much fun as trick-or-treating. As I think back on my costumes, I was kind of a weird kid. I remember dressing up as a journalist, Laura Ingalls Wilder, Cinderella before the fairy godmother, a princess (not with a tiara, with a big cone hat that had a flowy scarfy coming out the top), a spider queen (I made that one up, it was jut black with a spidery-looking cape), and one year my friends and I went as the cast of the Wizard of Oz (I think I ended up being Toto). It was never the traditional witch, ghost, or beautiful princess. Looking back on my high school costumes is even worse. I went as a dead prom queen, a cheerleader, and then nothing that I can recall the last two years. It is never a good sign when your costume is what the girl who sits next to you in math wears on a regular basis. Point taken. And then it just dropped off! No good halloween costumes/celebration in the past four years! Steve and I thought of having a party, but we realized we didn't know enough people to invite. Oh well... My family is coming this weekend and hopefully we can get nostalgic over carving pumpkins and watching scary movies, even if it won't be a super-fun costume party! It's probably a little too chilly to dress up anyway.

Monday, October 25, 2004

California Deamin'

It snowed last week. Right now all of my friends in Las Vegas and Phoenix are thinking, "Ooh, fun!" Well right now all of my friends in Las Vegas and Phoenix are wrong. While they're playing in beautiful 75 degree weather, wearing light jackets at night more out of fashion than necessity, I am wading through 2 feet of mucky, muddy snow while the hair, that was not quite dry when I left the house, freezes to my face! I have learned over that past two year that I am a warm weather person. I like wearing t-shirts and capri pants and flip flops. I like swimming and eating ice cream and drinking light caramel frappucinos while I'm driving in my air conditioned car with my sun glasses on. I do not like creeping out into the bleak gray with layers upon layers of clothing on, drinking tea that gets cold before it can steep. Now, you are right, I am being overdramatic, and a little shallow, but I am suffering from summer withdrawal. I don't remember having a summer. There was a long winter, a month of spring, two months of rain, a week of fall, and then snow again! The only moments I was truly happy were in those brilliantly bright and happy days in Las Vegas, Phoenix, and California! The only problem is, now that I have gained this insight about myself, I can't do a whole lot about it besides making lots of trips out of here this winter and counting down the days until its summer again. Only about 210 left to go!