Today it's a trip home to "the side." Riverside. I'm sure I'll be greeted with the usual questions from family:
"How do you like living in San Francisco?"
It's great, I love it. I'm never moving back here.
"Really, why not?"
Because I don't like chain restaurants (I'm a San Francisco elitest now). I have a life there, I do things that I like and it excites me.
"Ohhhh. So where are you working?"
I'm working in book publishing. I like to call myself the marketing lord, even though I don't know enough to be a lord, god, goddess.
"Candace, it's not right to compare yourself to God."
No, no not that god. but the marketing gods. They are different.
"Are you going to church up there?"
No. I'll be right back. I need to get another drink.
Don't get me wrong, I do enjoy these chats wtih family, but they're always the same. Maybe that is the beauty of getting together with family--redundance. I think I'll switch it up a bit this time and develop some witty answers or just steer the questions in another direction.
Another joy of going home is trying to divide my time among friends and family. At the top of my list are the following:
sparkle & Victoria Gardens with Ralph
day drinking with Noah
getting "crunk" (what a horrible word) with Melissa
Bring on the Riverside. I may come back with a set of acrylic nails and a plate of T.G.I (E) Friday's "tato" skins y'all.
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