Category Being Twenty Five.
I usually start my morning off with Passion Pit, and I will, but first: Double Dream Hands. “Shoulder, chin, shoulder shoulder shoulder.” Every time I watch this, it’s like the first time all over again. Pure magic. “Point your hand over there!” Happy Monday.
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 […]