San Francisco is Where My Heart Is

Ahhh, San Francisco, where I can get away with wearing a zippered hooded sweatshirt, jeans and slightly open-toed shoes as opposed to being covered from head to toe last week in New York trying not to expose any skin against that east coast windchill factor. Union Square was booming this morning, Christmas tree still aglow, San Franciscans and tourists alike hustling and bustling about buying gifts and setting about the day. I am so glad I live here.