So, it finally rains in LA, and I miss it. My boy and I decided to head out to Vegas for the weekend.
When we left Friday night, there were some angry-looking clouds on the horizon, but I figured they wouldn’t do much. Imagine my surprise when we get phone calls from friends and loved ones. Ahh, but the weather was so so very nice in Vegas. Not too cold (not like last weekend, also spent in Vegas, when we froze our butts off). No, it was lovely and and warm and breezy, although you did need a sweater at night.
As we drove home today, the city looked nice and clean. I like reaping the benefits of a wet, gloomy weekend. Here’s to rainy days and Mondays getting me down.