Don't I live in the land of sunshine? Am I not expected to put up with conjested freeways and an earthquake every once in a while for the benefit of a mild winter and plentiful sunshine?

My beloved Lemon and Orange trees have been murdered by this artic cold front. The children have been patiently waiting for the day they could harvest their citrus fruit. Now, it sits dead on the trees, frozen, unfit for human consumption (not to mention the millions the citrus farmers have lost from their destroyed crops).

To add insult to injury our poor golden retriever sat outside yesterday with an icile hanging from her nose. She is a pampered pouch used to lounging by the pool and laying in the sun. When I bring her inside she scratches on the door wanting to go back outside, hoping when she returns to her back yard paradise Mr. Freeze will have disapeared and Sunshine will have emerged. She has been very disappointed and has let me know by the dirty looks she has been giving me (I know, I know, but she is giving me dirty looks) .

Please, please, Mr. Sunshine come home. We are sorry if we have offended you in some way. When you return I promise to reward you with the happy smiles of my children running around the backyard with their pampered doggy. We will never take you for granted again. I promise!!! (ok, I know all of you in the east are laughing, but us Californians are wimps!!!!)