Indiana

I just listened to "Have yourself a Merry Little Christmas"  -Frank Sinatra style. Talk about putting me over the edge. Lately, as I currently have my own home (or rental, however you call it), I can't stop thinking about home. My home in Indiana. My mom was the best Christmas decorator. She went all out and we have boxes and boxes of unique things. I used to think she was crazy for this. I mean seriously, the decor is only up for a few weeks. Now I am wishing I had a million boxes so I could decorate too. 

Listening to this song, it took me back to my home with cookies baking and snow falling. The fire in the living room and watching christmas movies. Waking up to my dad playing the very best Christmas music on the piano (He's really talented) every Christmas Day and eating cinnamon rolls. Lounging in our pajamas all morning, opening gifts and just enjoying the company and season. 

Hanging out with my best friends and shopping with them. The mall is so magical this time of year. Every store has Christmas music. 

Getting to see my very favorite extended family. I am really looking forward to at least seeing one side of my family this year. And hopefully seeing a few from the other :)

Now I have two families (lucky girl! I know!) and I know it will never be the same as it was but that's okay cause I have those wonderful memories and some day I will have my own little family. As much as I don't want to admit this, I am hoping I have boxes and boxes of Christmas decor. 

Winter 2009- before Kev went to Breck

mom and me... baking

snow playing at home.

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