Missing Chicago

One of the things I miss the most about Chicago is the seasons. Here is AZ we go from warm to hot to really hot, with some rain sprinkled in. Our winter is about 5 days of dreary, cold (high 40's) weather. There's something about the first snowfall of the year -- something magical. But I fly to Chicago to see my mom quite a bit, and I'm always there for January 2nd. (Actually, Mom and I usually spend New Years Eve together.) I like it when I go there and it's really cold because then I can go outside and blow bubbles (the soap kind). They freeze and roll around on the ground. Again, it's magical.