This week I will be in Las Vegas. I’ll be shaking hands with slot machines, walking from casino to casino, raiding Tiffany’s and spending some quality time with the swimming pools!
With limited access to the web, you’ll have to follow me on Twitter! If you do follow me, send me a tweet to @theburbblog and let me know you are following my Vegas trip!
We’ll never forget but some people will. Think how many other acts of heroism in our country have been left behind in our minds.
For those living on that day, September 11th is in our hearts. If an event is not in your heart, it becomes forgotten or regarded with less importance; out of heart, out of mind.
Somehow we need to make sure that the spirit of the lives lost on that day remains or is instilled in the hearts and minds of every American.
I’ve never been great at getting together with people one on one on a regular basis. If you call me and want to hang out, I’m there! As far as me calling you to hang out, expect it to happen often but usually with a group of people. I’m not saying that I’m popular, in fact I feel like it’s been very difficult to find as many friends (as I had back home) where I live now – I just know a lot of people who I enjoy being around. Each person I know adds so much to my life and teaches me something new and there is just not enough time in the day to spend with everyone I want to!
This is the 6 year anniversary of when I moved from Southern California out here to the suburbs of the mosquito infested Midwest. Every single day I wish myself back to the warm, sandy beaches. I can almost feel the sun beating down on my shoulders only to be momentarily relieved by a cool breeze that glazes my skin. Yeah, I want to go home.
It’s no secret that I have struggled with my friendships and relationships a lot over the past 3 years – this has led to tearful conversations with strangers, friends and my husband. My husband points to my age as the issue – people have different objectives in relationships now that we are in our mid to late 20′s, strangers point to the longevity of established relationships in tight knit communities and my close friends point to my quantity, not quality approach to friendship.
I believe that I hang out with a very quality group of people – there just happen to be quite a few of them. This week I’m going to try to spend quality time with several of my closest Midwest friends. There aren’t enough days in the week to do this but I’m going to devote a little one on one attention to those peeps, apparently some of them have been frustrated with the mass gathering invites they receive via email or Facebook but the lack of time I spend just sitting over coffee and conversation with them.