I have little faith that people are still stopping by, waiting for me to update, but I do know that my beautiful girlfriend still awaits a new post, so I'm going for it.
I've been busy, busy, busy and worse, uninspired. Actually, inspiration is never the problem... it's just sitting down at the computer and devoting time to it.
I'm currently in Chicago for work, and I'm cold. To mark my arrival, the skies unleashed upon this city about 6 inches of snow. The snow was fresh and sparkling when I arrived last Sunday, and throughout this week of crazy cold temperatures, the snow has turned into a layer of crunchy, icy madness. It's slippery everywhere, and the cold is the kind that chaps your skin and freezes your blood. It's the kind of weather that chased me out of Ohio, and it's one of the biggest reasons I'm okay if I never live in the midwest ever again.
The good news about this weather is that it's put me in quite the Christmasy mood. I've been listening to Christmas music non- stop since I arrived, and on television, I've caught How The Grinch Stole Christmas and Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. Every time I watch those cartoons, I go right back to being six years old and totally caught up in that magic that Christmas can bring. I remember the anticipation, the excitement. My memories of Christmases are my clearest memories of my childhood, and now the excitement every year comes when I think of all of the memories my future children will have of Christmases. It makes me all mushy inside, and while the cold weather in Chicago is bringing all of this on, the truth is, there's no place I'd rather be right now than home in Los Angeles, in 70 degree weather with no snow, in the treehouse, with my girlfriend and our Christmas tree.
Speaking of magic, how about that USC UCLA game?! It was truly a Christmas miracle!