Sunday, December 7, 2008
We went to the grocery store today and passed by this huge Santa. It seemed out of place somehow.
I grew up here. You'd think I'd be used to this. However, I've grown so accustomed to spending winters in Chicago shoveling snow and sometimes trying to walk backwards against the freezing winds in December that walking around in short and my tank tops just doesn't have the same holiday ambiance. When we return for a visit next month I wonder if it'll feel even colder because I wasn't able to gradually acclimate myself to the colder weather. This should be interesting.
Hmmmm... since we left all our winter coats in Illinois, I hope my daughter will meet us at O'Hare with our heavy jackets. Hint... hint...