The older I get, the more I realize that I am very set in my native Californian roots. Perhaps it is because I have been spoiled with a lifetime of glorious weather, or perhaps it is due more to the cadence of the West Coast lifestyle, but I am a West Coast girl through and through. You can go on and on about how wonderful it is on the East Coast, or how diverse Texas (or fill in the blank with your state) is, but you you could never convince me to relocate from the left coast. California is incredibly diverse, so if I was inclined to travel to the snow or see another part of the state, I could easily jump in my car and take a road trip. However, I LOVE Southern California’s mild weather and am resistant to leaving it. I know that quite a few of you are convinced that harsh seasonal weather is preferable to a potential 80 degree Fahrenheit Christmas, but I will take the latter any day!
While those of you in colder climates may enjoy the hush of falling snow while you gather around the Christmas tree, I prefer looking out the window to see sunshine. The idea of bundling up heavily just to step outside seems utterly ludicrous to me. Now, before you start assuming that Los Angeles doesn’t get cold, I will tell you it can drop to the mid-20’s F at night where I live. Weather patterns can get pretty random over here, with high temps one week in the 80’s and the next in the 60’s. When the mercury drops below 40 degrees here, I find it extremely difficult to motivate myself to step outside unless absolutely necessary. I fully admit to being a cold weather wimp and cannot be convinced that there is any benefit to battling snow, ice and sub-zero temperatures. Sorry, but I am staying put in SoCal!