I am still alive.

I survived the holiday – or at least I have so far. Being one of the few people who still live in town, I am called upon to be the happy hostess when all my friends return home for Christmas. This means I am required to attend numerous parties, dinners, and other festives, leaving little time for silly things like blogging and sleeping. Sorry folks.

For those of you who were not able to return home, you missed a good one. The weather was beautiful, clear and warm all week, then turned foggy Christmas morning for a good ol’ fashioned Bakersfield white Christmas. That soon burned off and it’s been raining ever since.

Pleasant weather in Bakersfield? That truly is a Christmas miracle.