The other night, I was watching the Giants vs. Phillies on TV. The game was being played in San Francisco and they showed sites of the city. City Hall and Coit Tower were lit up in orange in honor of the Giants. I cried knowing that I am not there. ~sigh~ I love going to those games! I kept my orange scarf and Giants throw blanket because I fully intend to be back again at AT&T Park one cold, summer night cheering on my team!
Maybe it's just the holidays coming up that makes me feel sad. I really thought I'd still be in my city-by-the-bay and would get to do my Christmas shopping for the first time in years. I thought I'd have a job and be able to buy presents again. Nothing extravagant, but beautiful, little, charming trinkets that are so frequently and easily found in beautiful San Francisco. Have you ever been? Do you know what it's like there at Christmastime? It's chilly, sometimes rainy and foggy, yet incredibly warm. Everyone is happy to be there. They sing Christmas carols on the cable cars. Everything is festive and lit up with twinkle lights. The Nutcracker Ballet is magical. Walking down little streets with little shops, you feel as if you are in a nook of New York or Paris. It's small-town friendly in a big, glamorous city. I'm so in love with San Francisco!