Dedicated to Miss Conner

Thought this would make you extra happy in addition to that other one.

Things we did...

We drank coffee and ate pastries.

We saw pretty buildings.

We took pictures in front of them.

We went and sat by the ocean.

We contemplated life.

We gazed off into the distance.

We got creeped on.

We watched the sunset.

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So as my previous post predicted/foreshadowed, I am currently cozied up in bed with a nice frothy glass of eggnog+rum (+ 2 ice cubes). If you haven't figured it out yet, that equation equals bliss.

I just got home from having a cozy, on-the-couch, tea-and-pumpkin-pie, and intellectual-magazine inspired chat at my chubi's home, and it made me feel so good. I missed her. Driving home from her house also made me remember why people move here and live here and raise their families here. There are rare moments when I remember that good old A-town means something to me. Not necessarily the town itself, but the memories and the people it holds. I like Autumn here. It feels cozy and homey. Maybe it's the Thanksgiving spirit that's getting to me...or maybe it's the rum in my eggnog, but I feel nostalgic and sappy. I guess at some point on Thanksgiving everyone should think about what they're thankful for.