love is the best endeavor.
I am counting down the days until I go home for Thanksgiving...which are quickly dissipating, much to my happiness. Although I have a "home" here, nothing will ever be home like my mom & dad's house, or my grandma's house...both of which i will be spending my week at...baking delicious pies & drinking coffee in the warmth of my loving family.
I was able to chill out & have coffee with Taylor, Katy, & Mark the other evening which was so lovely & so needed.
We ended up spending the majority of our time at Something Brewing taking photos for Lookbook.nu-a fashion site that we share an understandable addiction to.
Despite my obvious dislike for the cold weather season, i am incredibly ecstatic for Christmas time-i seriously do not understand how some people can hate Christmas time so much. Every December i am filled with joy at the thought of making homemade gifts, and seeing the people i love enjoy them. This will be the third Christmas we will spend without my Poppy around, and that feels very weird to say. Although happiness abounds, there is a lingering emptiness without him there to wait until the last minute to inconspicuously open his presents, & then grab my mom's had to dance around the living room to Frank Sinatra.
Here is a photo of us from Christmas of probably...1998ish.