I don't want to continue my complaints of how the Four aren't home, etc. etc. Christmas just doesn't seem as normal as past holidays...for a good reason. Truthfully, the Four are all I want for Christmas. Currently, I'm being pulled in either direction by Time Moves Too Fast and Time Doesn't Go Fast Enough. You probably know what I mean. Let's move on.
+singing with my baby sister
+reading while sitting in front of the fire
+reading in general
+dying of laughter at one in the morning with my bestie
+listening to Ingrid Michaelson
+painting and preparing
+making Christmas gifts (I haven't even gotten to the wrapping part yet.)
+sending really really late birthday presents (sorry, girlie.)
+wearing tie-dye socks...pink ones at that
+sweaters & boots
+neglecting photography (good or bad?)
oh hey! :) the end.