Reason #5
I moved to California. Damn skippy that means my life is made!
Well, sure, most of you that read this blog know that I'm a Californian but I didn't start out here. I was born in Toronto, Ontario, Canada and moved to Calgary, Alberta when I was 5 1/2. I grew up accepting that I would always have winter birthdays and long for a summer birthday. But here, in sunny SoCal I finally get my summer birthdays. I mean, seriously, how cool is that? Well, it's not cool at all - it's HOT!
In California I can wear adorable shoes year 'round without fear of snow-damage and I never have to plug my car in... unless I get a new electric car, that is. It's never the wrong time of year for margarita's and I can go watch Monster Jam in an open-air stadium. My guests who visit from Canada can sit out on my back patio at 8am with a cup of coffee or at 8pm with a glass of wine and the only thing they need for warmth is good conversation and a light sweater.
And best of all... I live in California. No... please read that again. I live. In California. HOLY CRAP, right? Any given day I can drive less than 10 miles and be at the ocean; I can watch the sea lions every day of the week and have my lunch meetings a stone's throw from the beach. Heck, I can walk on the beach every day if I want to. I mean, isn't that what we all work for throughout most of our lives? To live somewhere warm and have access to all we want in life? Well... I do. I win!
Reason #4 starts to get sappier. I hope you're ready for a couple days of BIG LOVE!
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