A sight for sore eyes...

This New York winter damn near killed me.  I went to the doctor (because I thought I was dead) and she told me my vitamin D level was 15.  If you know anything about what it's supposed to be, you fully understand that I must have been a complete sloth by this point.  

Vitamin D comes from this golden orb that emits heat in the sky called "sun".  We didn't have that in NYC for six months.  We are beginning to turn a corner weather-wise, but lucky for me in the meantime, I was able to take a quick trip out west and enjoy the palm trees of Los Angeles this past week.  

Me and my vitamin D levels thank you, LA.  Feeling good, feeling great.  See you again soon, boo.