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Summer is Over

There is only one week left until Labor Day and I can't help but be sad about it because it means summer is over. Yes, even in sunny California I still feel the seasons change, granted it is not as drastic from changing from sun to snow but the season changes from fires to mudslides none-the-less. As far as summers go, the weather this summer has been nothing but pleasant. I can't remember complaining about needing air conditioning, as much as I did last year. Luckily our ceiling fans were able to do the job of keeping us cool and if the fans can keep us cool it must have been a good summer in California! Maybe after we finishing our landscaping project we can investigate central air/heat.

Anyhoo, if I was bored in July I certainly wasn't in August! August started out with my Malibu birthday party (the party was so exclusive that only Brian was on the guest list!). And then, I spent the week after my birthday trimming bushes, picking out stones and pavers and generally watching the two strong Buller boys build me a patio area. Then this last weekend all my girlfriend's and I went to Vegas for our Second Annual Girl's Trip (I could write a whole bunch more about our wild times but I have been told what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas! My buddy Jung had the unique experience of watching us girls in the wild. Poor Jung, he must think all girls are crazy!).

I am looking forward to spending some quality time with my hubby this weekend now that August Movie Night has been cancelled. So life, has once again returned to a crazy, busy schedule which, I guess, is good because it's better then being bored.

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nessa said…
Just wanted to let you know that I got my prizes....awhile ago...and they are fabulous!!!! THANK YOU Thank you THANK YOU!!!

glad to read that you weren't bored in august. It was nice to see the hubby at the ranch party...missed seeing you! glad you had a great time in vegas!

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