I traveled back to Chicago for the holidays. I’m currently writing a post on why you should visit the southside of the city, complete with what to wear to an over-crowded jazz club and where to find the city’s best hotpot.
Note: I didn’t say hot dog. Just walk to the nearest hot dog stand. Order everything but ketchup.
If you’re a tourist, it will be the best hot dog you’ve ever had.
What I did on my Christmas Vacation
- I saved Christmas, Martha Stewart-style with a signature cocktail. You could put dishwater in a fancy glass and add a candy cane stirrer and people will like it. Picture to come.
- Got treated to a private performance by a burgeoning pianist that nearly brought me to tears.
- Lost in a Big Buckhunter family tournament. The game’s just too realistic for this animal lover. Also, I have a habit of shooting female bison.
While I enjoy the beginning of a new year, I don’t make typical New Year’s resolutions.
I am damn-near perfect. So what if when I don’t have coffee, I go through Trainspotting-esque withdrawals?
So what if I swear in front of eight-year olds (whoops)? So what if I don’t have a robust retirement account? It’s not like Suze Orman will be coming over for dinner tomorrow. I find resolutions too negative. Don’t do ____. Instantly, the blank becomes so much more intriguing. Something in my brain rebels and I will do whatever I can to eat bread, to watch more TV, to spend money.
Not really resolutions, resolutions
- My first resolution is to love myself a little more. The more I appreciate my health and know who I am and what I can achieve, the more I am naturally drawn to doing good things for me. I know it sounds so trite, like something Oprah would say. But this is where to start.
- Respect dry cleaning tags. I have a tenancy to just toss and go and lost a lot of great shirts to my over-enthusiastic dryer.
- Not to eat more than three Lindor truffles in a sitting.
- Write everyday, but not for work.
- Practice French at least once a week with real people, even those awful pretentious types I keep running into.
- And to find a way to make a living doing exactly this.