stuck in the airport for 9 more hours (after 3 already)… so the only logical thing is to think about every possible detail of my life in depth and then blog about said things. It’s funny when you sit in an airport you see lots of different people. families reuniting again, moms and their children, old couples traveling together, college students headed home for christmas. I cannot wait to be back with my crazy family. im am more than ready for wrapping paper tube fights, bacon filled saturday mornings, ice hockey games, healthy (for the most part) competition, knee hockey in the basement until someone gets hurt, apple pies baking in the oven and cookie dough being consumed by the pound. Christmas is my favorite holiday because I get to spend so much time with the people I love the most. It becomes more and more special for me as i get older each year. Now I know why my mother loves this season as much as she does. Its joyous. Its happiness. Its family. Its love. Less than 12 hours separates me from my family and only a few days more until i get to kiss the boy who makes me so very happy.
who wants to deliver bagel bites to my house. kthanksbye