01 December, 2008

Who Says You Can't Go Home?


So after my trip I went to CO for Thanksgiving. It was good to be home and see the family. We had a quiet meal with my aunt and uncle and cousin and her husband. It was really good to see them. My uncle is crazy and hilarious. I wish we had all spent more time together growing up - but, who knows, maybe we just started a new tradition. :-)

On Friday I put together our Christmas tree. I will share my father's secret and admit that we have fake tree. You might not have known except that you can see the pole in the middle of the picture. So I assembled and "fluffed" the branches and my father did the lights and then we hung my ornaments on the tree. My parents give me an ornament every year, and we had fun looking them over and remembering. I asked if my parents wanted to put some of their ornaments on, but they said no... So here is my tree - I'm so proud!


And this is my favorite ornament. I have to admit that I am a bit of a Pooh girl ... There is something comforting about decorating the Christmas tree. I am not the biggest Christmas time fan because of the emphasis of money and stuff and the more you buy = the happier you are. And, for a single girl, the holiday season can be hard because it's a time focusing on that "special" one and it's harder to blow off than V-Day.

SO decorating the tree in a home that we've been in since I was 11 was nice. My mom asked me if I wanted to decorate one in my apt, but why? This time of year, my apt. is the place I rest and live in, but CO is my home. And that is where my Christmas tree should be...


And then I woke up to this on Thanksgiving morning:

I love the snow... I love the snow like this, while I am inside, by a fire, reading... I don't like snow when it's blowing at my car, and I can't see out the windshield because the wipers aren't working - and it takes me over two hours to get to the airport when it should take me an hour and fifteen minutes...

But CO snow is the best, and I miss it in DC, especially when I have all day to be inside and read...

So Thanksgiving was good. It was good to be home...

Now back to the grindstone (whatever that means)...

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