Archives for December 2011

Steppin’ Out.

Check out my new coat.

What a BEAUTY.

When I saw it on the rack at J.crew my heart literally skipped a beat.

Then it started racing at like a million beats a minute and I know why.

It’s because I was falling in love.

That happens to me sometimes at J.crew.

It just does. And there’s nothing I can do about it.

Meg and I spent Saturday afternoon Christmas shopping at the outlet mall. It was such a nice day for outlet shopping. The sun was out and it wasn’t too cold, which is good because you’re outdoors a lot skipping around from store to store. We picked up some gifts for our family and even grabbed a few things for ourselves the sales were so good. We had lunch and talked Christmas talk. You know, things we’re most looking forward to this season and the best gift ideas for the people we love.

It was just what I needed after the longest week ever at school.

Sister time and my holiday shopping is nearly done.

How was you’re weekend? Hope it was a good one!

{linking up with The Haps}

keeping in touch

How good are you at keeping in touch?

I ask because I strUGGle in this department. There is something about dialing a friend’s number that is so difficult for me. Even when I LOVE them to the moon. I’m a little better about emailing (if I do it right way. once it starts to trickle down my inbox chances are it’s going to get lost in the shuffle. just a fact.) And texting is my best bet with keeping in touch. Although, I can’t say I’m proud.

I’m simply a product of the 21st century.

This much I know is true.

And my guess is, you are too.

Sometimes I tell myself this blog is my way of keeping in touch with friends, and it is, although unless a friend has a blog too, it’s very one-sided. People I know in real life always seems to know what’s happening with me, but I rarely know what’s happening with them. It’s not even and it’s no way to keep up a friendship. But I also can’t blame my friends for not having blogs. I need to make a conscious effort to find out what’s happening in the lives of the people I want to have as a part of my life.

Yesterday, I actually called my very dear friend up on the phone. Like, out of the blue. JUST because. And I liked it. I really liked it. I felt spontaneous, and connected, and happy. And I know she felt the same.

Why don’t we use the phone more? Why is it so hard to call our friends, and even harder sometimes to call someone back once they’ve called you? Sometimes I feel like we’re so busy living our lives and emersed in what’s in front of our face that we easily forget those people we love the most. Those friends that made us who we are today. The ones who helped us, and laughed with us, and molded us.

I have lots of friends that I can say I love more than words, ones I can thank for turning me into the person I am, and I’d love to say I’m an amazing friend that calls to say thanks for being you, and hey!, and how are you?

I’m not exactly that friend, but I’m trying.

But I can promise you one thing– even though I’m not one to call much, I am that friend that thinks about her favorites often. And luckily, I’ve found good enough friends that even when lots of time has passed, and we haven’t talked or emailed, or texted– being together again after all that time, it’s like we never left each other.

The space between us is short, and the memories are long and good.

As the holidays grow closer and the year comes to an end, I’m thinking hard about the people that are important to me. Christmas letters are coming and a phone call is on it’s way. Because if there’s one thing I can give out to the people I love, it’s a friendly hello and a call to say I care. ♥

Have a lovely weekend, friends. Xo.

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happy december!

This is what it looks like around these parts.

I’m SO glad we have our tree so we can really start feeling that Christmas spirit the whole way through. I don’t want to waste a minute of it.

We debated over waiting to cut down our own Christmas tree, but Zan wasn’t going to be around for the weekend until 2 weeks. I put my foot down and said “unacceptable”. Unacceptable. We need our tree ASAP, my dear. And so, we got in the car Monday night and headed down to the local organic market.

And now, I am happily sitting on my couch every evening with my trusty tree from Canada.

Holler, Peggy!

(that’s my cousin in Montreal.)

At least it’s real, right?

That’s more than some people can say.

25 days til Christmas is ON.

Woohoo!