California treated us well, as demonstrated by my significantly enlarged girth.  So now I'm sitting here nestled back at the Peeled Snacks World Headquarters in New York City, thinking back upon my time in California.  Outside construction rumbles and traffic grumbles, and though the city is beset by a sweet, warm, Spring-like day, Winter's death-throws are just around the corner, full of sound and fury, and freezing rain.

California had no freezing rain.  Though I'm a little upset that this Winter I've seen NO snow (a first time for me), I can't help but miss the Californian relationship with weather.  Northern Californians take their weather as it comes, much like having to put up with a sometimes charming, sometimes annoying sibbling.  Southern Californians, on the other hand, deal only with the thermometer, if that.