Going home to Cali
I am going to Southern California next month. I grew up there and haven't been there in five years. I really don't like it there and wouldn't have paid the money ($270!!!!) and taken the vacation, but literally every member of my extended family was going to make my aunt & uncle's 50th wedding anniversary party but ME. I felt guilty and left out, so after bumming some money off my mom, I'm going down. Now, there are several people that I would love to see, including some of my cousins who I haven't seen in ten years. But there are many, many reasons I don't want to go. Including: 1 - It's hot. Upper 90's all this week 2 - It's smoggy. I can't breathe there and it feels like some fat, smelly guy is sitting on my lungs 3 - It's brown......the hills, the air, the houses, the people. Not the place for a tree-hugging, lily white Irish girl 4 - Traffic. How many people can you cram in a square mile, anyway? 5 - It's hot. Oh wait, I already mentioned that 6 - My boyfriend can't go. Now I know this is silly and it's only a few days, but I know I would enjoy it so much more if he were there. What can I say, I'm a sap and I'm apparently nuts for the guy! I suppose there's no use dwelling on the negatives as I have already bought my ticket and there's no going back (or rather, staying here). I will see my whole entire family, visit my oldest friends and hopefully get a piece of Chocolate Motherload cake (six layers of rich, gooey goodness) at Claim Jumper's while I'm there. Hell, I might eat at In-N-Out Burger and email my ex-husband to rub it in!!!