It's been the strangest December. Temperatures regularly in the 50's and 60's. My favorite winter coats sit abandoned in the closet, itching to go out. The streets are filled with people walking coatless, some even in shorts.
Many love this balmy spring weather. I think the middle of December should be cold and snowy, not 65 degrees.
So maybe it's unusual weather that leads to other unusual occurrences.
Like finding myself alone and in conversation with Bradley Cooper, Robert DeNiro and the stellar David O. Russell.
Or sitting next to Jennifer Lawrence's very nice parents, here to listen to their daughter talk about her new film, Joy.
Or finding the stunning Helen Mirren, whose husband I just met, in the seat directly behind me.
It's a great night of movie-watching and stars.
Last May I bought my first flower box. I remember the florist telling me that the plant should last until fall. Maybe November if I'm lucky.
Before leaving for the theater I look out my window and see this:
A flower blooming in December?
Briefly meeting some big Hollywood names?
Both equally unusual.
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