Right Back Where We Started From

Yes, today I'm going to tell you about my California day.

I guess it didn't really start out that way. My mom called me in the morning and told me about a job fair going on. So I went to that. Had to get dressed up in black pants and a collared shirt and dress shoes, it was too hot of a day for that sort of thing. It wasn't a great job fair, no one was doing interviews so I couldn't impress them and get a job right on the spot, I'll still just be an application in a stack. Oh well, I found out that Home Depot pays more than I thought they did, so I'm going to try to get a job there.

But now to California. This afternoon I set about to finish planting these violas we had left from the party favors for my sister's wedding shower. I had already planted many of them in this small planter we have by the spa in the pool area and the rest I was planting by my sister's duck's pond. We've got this nice little floral scene going on there, it just needed the annuals to be replanted. My neighbors are adding on to their house, so they have guys over there working most of the time. Today as I was gardening by the pond they decided to listen to mariachi music. As I am pulling weeds they start to sing along. As I start planting flowers they start whistling. One guy whistled like a bird. I'm not sure how many of my readers have heard this sort of music, but around here it's rather common and I am not rather fond of it. However, for some reason I enjoyed it today and I enjoyed hearing people sing along to it, not that I understood a word of it.
Then tonight, while places like Wisconsin have snow on the ground and places like Pennsylvania are just shedding their wet, white blanket, my parents and I went in our spa...outside. It was an overcast evening so it was just cool enough that the hot water felt really nice. The frogs are out and the world is alive. Next Saturday its off to Emma Wood for a beach day for my sister's 15th birthday. "Yeah their out there a having fun in the warm California sun."
If I leave, I'm going to miss this place.