white jeans wednesday at home.

i am finally home.  hard part is its on 35th st in the burleith neighborhood in nw dc.  kind of long way to see my mom for lunch on wednesdays.  atleast for now, it doesn't feel far.  the benitez crew (+1 Flora) met in LA last week for tour a la disneyland and laguna beach.  was nice to feel like a family and i am so glad i have my own house on 35th st.
the weird part is i don't feel torn between two coasts or between family and living on my own.  i adore both and need both.  i love, love, love the west coast. the food is better. people dont throw a fit when you ask for something on the side. or order an espresso in italian terms.  and buttoned up seriousness is not an essential quality for bright, intelligent business.  jeans dont make you stupid.

here i am in white jeans looking over a bid for the Smithsonian. =)

for reasons unknown to me, though, i love, love where i am at.  sweaty, buggy, laced up, dressed out washington dc.  so today, i am wearing a little west coast action to remind where i am from.
gonna enjoy this place and time.  somehow i am not going lose my salt of the west in the process.

^{Matthew 5.13-16
13}"You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled by men.

 ¹⁴"You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden. ¹⁵Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. ¹⁶In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven.