California Dreamin'

This week a new season of the Real Housewives of Orange County premiered. Yay! Of all the Real Housewives, the ones from Orange County are my favorite. I'm not really sure why; there's so much drama it often makes me feel uncomfortable, but I just can't get enough.

Well, the season premier did not disappoint. However, it did make me a little homesick for Southern California. For the first time in almost 3 years, I started missing LA and our life there. It's weird that a stupid program about a few women could make me feel that way. I think some of the places they go to remind me of places we used to go. I miss being able to go visit my dear friend in Orange County. I miss being able to get dressed up and go out for dinner and drinks or to a fun club. I miss going to breakfast at the beach on the weekends. I miss the year-round nice weather and being able to go for a jog whenever I want. I also miss being able to buy wine and get my hair or nails done on Sunday.

View from our apartment. How can you not be in LOVE?

When I read what I just wrote, it makes me think, well at least it's appropriate (sadly). Normally, those things are not that important to me, nor are they very appealing, but for whatever reason, I was just missing them. I know I can still do all those things here (aside from the whole beach part), and I just need to make sure we do. Maybe I was so nostalgic because work has been SO busy lately, and I haven't had much time to do other things, like hang out with friends and Mr. P or get my hair cut.

So, in honor of Valentine's Day this week and my ever looming 3-0 birthday, I am promising myself that I'll make more time for me and the hubs and that I'll cherish the time we do have even more. First thing on the schedule... get my damn hair cut.