Now, I don’t mean to be a Scrooge, but hear me out. As a native New Yorker, the holidays were my favorite time of year to schlep from Long Island to the Big Apple. My family is Jewish, and even still, I stood in awe of the Rockefeller tree, believed I would be a Rockette, and most definitely enjoyed chestnuts by an open fire. Currently, I am down in Texas, far from the NYC of my childhood and most of my 20s. No, I am not a Rockette, but I am a nurse. Before nursing, I studied fashion merchandising, so I’m sure you can imagine I constantly have thoughts of…