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When I got so excited about the snow upon my first winter in New York City, everyone rolled their eyes and explained patiently to me that I would one day despise the snow I was so in awe of at the moment. I did not believe them. I do now.

It snowed again last night. After the technical first day of spring, and after one of the most glorious days of 70 degree weather I have known since leaving San Diego.The worst part being that, while winter seems to be abusing most of the United States - California has yet more rainfall and storms heading their way, and the midwest and northeast continue to get pummeled by snow - this is really not so abnormal as I keep being told. Winter generally continues through March and often in April there will still be bouts of snowfall. I live in the northeast now, these are the facts. So be it, but let me just say that now I understand the Winter Blues. Happy Thursday, all, and I hope Friday comes sooner rather than later...

Really? THIS is spring?

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I awoke to a mix of snow and rain this morning. It's a strange sort of scenario - I do love the rain, truly. I prefer it over snow, completely, and I like the coziness that is inherent with being inside while it rains outside. I like how rain drops cling to branches and my nose, I love how clean the world appears after a good rainfall. So I can't even say that I'm totally disgruntled about this weather, when I'm in the moment of it. However, it is nothing short of jarring to be faced with the fact that this sort of weather - not just rain, after all, but also snow - is still pelting the northeast at the end of March. To this California girl, March has always, always, always been the start of spring - the first day of spring literally falls within this month! So, I find myself torn, between enjoying the coziness of the weather, wanting to bundle up in a warm sweater, sip hot cocoa, maybe bake something, and realizing that I most certainly cannot do these things, because this is supposed to be spring. Leading the way into summer, which can never allow for any sort of bundling, opting instead for the lightest and wispiest of layers. It's a strange conundrum for me, to be sure.

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A spring in my step!

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Yes my Monday was a doozy, but the rain and cold didn't help any, and today I awoke, much more rested, to sun and blue skies with only minimal clouds scuttling across the expanse. In my energized mood, I threw on a necklace and earrings (I'm not a very styled dresser as-is, throwing accessories into the mix is usually too much to ask for), tossed on a new-to-me beige trench and dashed outside. Coming down the stairs I realized just how badly I wanted to go shopping for a new wardrobe. Sadly, going shopping for much of anything is impossible right now - sans maybe food - but a girl can dream! So instead of actual clothes, here are some current inspirations.

Monday mornings without warnings...

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A little "Mamas and Papas" reference for this dreary Monday morning. This weekend was definitely not long enough. A dear friend from California was in town for the weekend, I did far too much imbibing all around, and I spent Sunday, when not in bed, bemoaning, over some delicious burgers, just how awful Mondays were and how sad it was that Monday was to be here so soon already. So, as you can see, having to get up early and go into work today was less than fun, but in order to try to make your Mondays a little less dreary, here's some nauseatingly cute stuff to hopefully at least make you smile. I just love that octopus.We'll get through this day my friends, together!

 

TGIF!

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It's Friday, Friday, Frida-y! (Sung like Grace's "Money, Money, Mone-y!" ditty from my ultimate favorite show, Will & Grace) We've made it through the week! I've made it through a week that made my preferred optimistic outlook a little hard to keep up - from a kvetching-to-no-end roommate to a messy house guest, two nights of drinks with limited funds, and endlessly busy days at work, I have come upon Friday at last. I have a friend in town this weekend, so hopefully I will see her for a bit on Saturday, but the rest of the time I intend to get caught up on the rest of my life. I need to make a Goodwill run to drop off piles of clothes that have built up, desperately need to do laundry, and very much need to replenish my cupboards at the grocery store. I hope everyone has a very relaxing, reviving weekend, and I'll see you all on Monday! And no, that piccy has nothing to do with anything, I just love it because she looks so very French chic. Tres magnifique.

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

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Top o' the mornin' to ya! Here we are, the morning of the greatest celebration of Irish heritage that this country has ever known, and I am to be celebrating it, for the first time ever, in New York City. The tales I have heard about how St. Patrick's Day goes down in this island city are riveting enough, as all tales are from those who work the sorts of jobs - or call in sick to the other sorts of jobs - which allow one to start celebrating at 10 am. I have a little bit o' Irish in me, but I am quite excited to see how those of true Irish heritage celebrate tonight. Plus, there's a typical New York parade - with all the traffic I'm endlessly impressed with how diligently this metropolis puts together truly massive parades for seemingly any occasion - so I'll be able to pop down at lunch and feel a part of the festivities, at least for a little while, until after-work celebrations can begin in earnest. Happy St. Patrick's Day everyone, enjoy some Jameson or a Guinness, but please be safe!

Still Winter Here...

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It would appear that winter wants to make a go of it before the promised weekend highs of weather in the 60's and potentially even 70's - it was rainy and windy this morning, not miserably stormy but irritating enough to have to walk to work in. Sans umbrella. Because that's how I roll. My annoyance is probably exacerbated, however, by the fact that this week is shaping up to be a real doozy end-to-end. I, in typical fashion, have spread myself a bit thin with promises I've made to friends for various meet ups and hangouts, another friend to whom I offered my room prior to a big move, but with whom strife has begun - with dramatic intensity - with my roommate, making even going home a dreaded event. And then there's work, where the overworked result of my evenings spent playing mediator between roommate and house guest, and making recommendations to visitors planning trips east, results in yours truly making stupid mistakes and getting reprimanded by the powers-that-be. Basically, it's only Wednesday and I'm ready to pull my hair out. If I can just get a solid 8 hours of sleep in tonight, tomorrow should indeed be rosier. Thanks for letting a girl vent a little.