This evening I head to San Diego for work. Since I'm flying, you know I had cake for breakfast and I'll probably have a pound of M&Ms for lunch. And maybe some crack as an afternoon snack
I have limited play time on this trip, but my dear friend Jane is driving down from LA to spend Saturday with me. Jane, who grew up the same way I did, who has now turned into a SoCal surfer girl. I was hoping she'd get tired of California and move back east, but it's not going to happen. She loves it.
She asked what I want to do, and I had a couple requests. I want to get pedicures at the old place in Pacific Beach that we used to go to regularly. They will even paint daisies on your toes, and I think for old time's sake I have to have that done. And I want to go for a run on the bay. I used to absolutely love that.
And those are the two things I want to DO. For the rest of it, I just want to BE. I want to see the desert flowers that I hope are blooming on the sides of the canyons. I want to enjoy the crazy Southern California vegetation. I want to feel the sunshine and listen to the waves.