A So Cal Girl in the Desert

This past weekend my husband and I flew out to L.A. to pick up our son (actually, my stepson) from a visit with his mom. The visit made me so happy to be a Zonie and to call Phoenix home. I can't believe how quickly I've become a traitor to the town I spent my whole life (up until 3 months ago) in. Spending time with my sister was great, but spending time in L.A. was not. The traffic is now unbearable to me. I hated it before, but being stuck in it now makes me want to drive my car off a cliff. But I can't, 'cause I'm boxed in going 5 MPH, if I'm lucky. It took us forever to get from the airport to a furniture store only about ten miles away. Everyone was honking at each other, as if anyone could go anywhere. There was so much smog, and it was overcast. Bleh. I love the clear blue skies here in the desert. Then you get a fun, quick, storm and it's clear and sunny again. Thankfully, my sister lives in Moorpark, so once we got past Sunset on the 405, things settled down a bit. I miss my sister, but I'm so happy to be back in the Zone. I'm going to have to continue my quest to get all my loved ones to join me.