Weeeeee

I flew home to San Diego last night.  Home.  Last night was officially the first time that I got to say I was going HOME when flying to San Diego. 

I have officially reached the only goal I set for myself two years ago when I left Sacramento: find my way to San Diego.  And here I freaking am!

Yes, I am super behind on all of my posts; apprently that is what happens when all of a sudden you look around you and realize you have a life.  Luckily, it appears I can now post while at work...which means you should be getting caught up pretty quick. 

For now, I shall leave you with the highlight of my weekend: my 4.5 year old niece calling King Jay a "dirty cunt."  In public.  And people hearing.  And also laughing uncontrollably.  Seriously, hilarious.