13. My mom's cooking. Specifically, her pies. My mom can THROW. DOWN. some Thanksgiving food, y'all.
14. Thanksgiving. It's my favorite.
15. My nephews. They don't know I'm a fuck up. Yet. Until then, they will continue to light up like beautiful fricking Christmas trees when I come in the room. Their laughter = happy crack.
16. Being able to come up with four (five now, bitches!) things to be grateful for on this spectacularly shitty day!! Yaaaay!
17. This:

Because...come on. Wook at the wittle DEER and the kitty!!! They're talking! I can't.

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