On the paradise-like beaches of Southern California was I born, here do I live, and here shall I stay. The vast majority of my childhood was spent on the beaches of San Diego – just spitting distance from Mexico – building sand castles, chasing sea gulls, hunting for shells, and learning to ride the waves. On the sandy shores I had my first kiss as a squirrely freshman; on the cliffs above those crashing tides I exchanged my wedding vows. My heart is tied forever to the sea – I could never think to leave her. The atmosphere of Southern Cali is a casual one, and I can’t help but believe that the people here have their priorities straight: work so you can play. When surf is up, no one is in their office – they know that being productive depends on the rightness of your soul, and the waves will set your soul straight every time.

My work environment is casual to the extreme. I suppose it’s not unusual in my field, working with computer engineers. But as a woman, I can’t quite bring myself to be so lazy that I match their thoughtless, effortless daily grunge. I love that I can wear jeans, but they can at least be cute jeans! I’m all about being comfortable, and since we are in Southern Cali it’s more than appropriate to pair flip flops with designer jeans and a cute top. The real key is the accessories. My husband rolls his eyes at me every time I bring home a new bobble for my collection, but I promise him again and again that I wear every single piece of jewelry I own. Dangly earrings, bubble necklaces, silver bracelets, funky rings – I love it all! I love having my accessories complimented, from my purse to my belts. The jingle and sparkle lifts my spirits every morning while I look in the mirror, and even if my shirt is boring or my jeans may be a little dirty, no one will notice as long as those earrings take their eyes away first.

House, M.D. is, in my humble opinion, one of the greatest shows to grace the small screen in many a year. The Sherlock Holmes style doc is bitter, ingenious, and leaves my sides in stitches on a regular basis. The elements of the show come together in a seductively beautiful way: medical mysteries, strained friendships, sexual tension, rule breaking, apologetics, and even a little romance.  Dr. Gregory House is the best kind of antagonist – he’s flawed to the core and you can’t help but love him. You know, deep inside yourself, that if you ever me the man it’s quite possible you would become worst enemies, but from the safety of my couch I simply can’t wait to see him in action for another episode, mocking life itself and saving it all at once. Bravo!

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Unlock the vast majority of people I encounter on a daily basis, there is very little that I “have” to do every day. Many would say they can’t function without their coffee. Some throw a fit if they can’t find the newspaper. Others drive the same route to work each day. But me – my needs are simple: I need to brush my teeth. Truly, if I did nothing else in the morning but that, I would be happy for the rest of the day. I’m not a coffee drinker, perhaps because of the way the sludge makes my teeth feel afterwards. I try to mix up my morning routine by not driving the same way to work, and only reading the news if there is something interested to be worth the effort. But in doing so, I WILL have clean teeth. The mysterious fuzz that accumulates during the evening rest period is retched enough to make me shudder. I take great pleasure and a generous amount of time scrubbing it off each morning and each evening, and I keep two rolls of floss in my desk. With clean teeth and a bright smile, I can do anything.