That was the motto for the Rose Parade this year. And I really reeally hope it's true, cause I think everyone agrees with me when I say we need it!
I painted my nails silver for the new year festivities. And Joan told me "Silver nails... I saw a movie where a girl had silver nails... oh, right, she was a prostitute."
I now possess ten hooker nails. And I am gosh dern proud of it.
Today was the most beautiful day, very appropriate for a start to a good year. (plus, there was a blue moon last night! Has to be some kind of omen.) The sky was a brilliant blue, with a few wispy clouds. The mountains, usually shrouded by smog, were in perfect clear view and I could see them all the way from south pasadena. They graced the sky on my drive back from Annabel's house and I sighed with a little bit of (bittersweet) happiness.
The sunset was magnificent! the entire sky was stained an orange-pink color, and the mountains looked as if someone had colored them in with an orange marker. So beautiful.
I tried to capture it on my phone, but it was difficult. I love how much I have come to appreciate the place I live since being gone. I just wish it wasn't so beautiful so I wouldn't miss it so much.
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