I only have a few minutes, so I’m going to try and make this count.

My Thanksgiving was lovely, more than I asked for really. The casserole I made turned out delicious, leaving me with the feeling that I CAN pull on that domestic role, and dinner itself was a calm event. A lot of sitting around, watching football, playing cards, and eating. What every good Thanksgiving should be.

We went to see Love & Other Drugs on Friday night, and it was incredible. The little things were what sold me on it, and I absolutely need to invest some time and write about those. Which brings me to:

Tradition.

I started this silly little tradition two years ago, and I’ve decided to carry it on into this year. December is my birth month, and as usual, this time of year has gotten away from me. I feel like I don’t have time to sit and process, and it’s always a struggle, and blah blah blah. So, like the last few years, I will be (attempting) to write one post every single day in December. Even if it’s only a quote, or a photo, I need to try.

I will also be finishing up my “Things I’m Learning at Twenty Five” list, in the next few weeks, since my birthday is on the tenth:)

Things to do, things to do. Happy Monday.