I tell you, waking up on Christmas Eve in a beautiful hotel is the way to go. I'm taking my time getting out of bed, idly considering my breakfast options and looking forward to hours of free time here until it's time to go celebrate Christmas Eve with family. I'm no tourist. When I'm on vacation I like to pick a beautiful place to stay and then stay in it. I have no desire to explore, sightsee or exhaust myself with activities. I like hotel rooms: reading in them, napping in them, watching movies in them, meditating or doing yoga in them and now I'll find out how blogging in a hotel room works. I hope this application is good. What do you think?
Of course the reason I'm in Houston for Christmas is that this is where my family is. We made piles of tamales on Saturday and I got to catch up with cousins I see only once a year. It made me wish, for the first time, that I lived close enough to visit more often all year long. This way, I only get a glimpse of how people's jobs are going, how big the smallest kids have gotten, which cousins go out drinking together and who I have the most in common with. I wish I had more time and money for all of that. Maybe one day, if my income grows enough, I'll be able to make more frequent trips to visit my familia in Houston.
The other challenge is that the weather here doesn't agree with me at all. I need my frigid Chicago climate. Today it's in the single digits in Rogers Park and I'm missing out on it, but it's okay. I'll be back on Thursday when the temperatures in Chicago will still be in the teens, plus the entire frozen winter will lie before me. Yay!!
So for today, life is good. Merry Christmas Eve, everyone. I will now hit "Publish."