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I feel it in my fingers, I feel it in my tooooo-es...

Even when I am eighty years old, I will still get chills from the beginning of Love Actually. I could watch this movie all year round...but I feel like I'm cheating when I do. So I wait until December 1st and then bust that and the soundtrack out. To me, this signifies the beginning of the holiday season, and encompasses every single emotion that can occur.

I love Christmas. I love the month of December. Gingerbread lattes, the end of exams, the feeling of boots, Christmas trees, music, giving...I love it all. And I found out in November that my boss decided to give me two and a half weeks of Christmas vacation, and honestly, I got a little teary. I had been sad about the possibility of not going home, and now, I get to. Being away from home for a long time makes me appreciate it miles more, and I cannot wait to do the following:

1) Go to The Pit.
2) Go to the Royal Bean and read a book.
3) Visit Meredith, my second sweet home.
4) See all of my friends and cry hysterically when I see them.
5) Put on my Corn sweatpants and sit on my couch with my special blue mug filled to the brim with coffee and watch The Blues Brothers with my dad, a Christmas tradition.
6) Go for a walk on the Greenway trail take a picture over the bridge.
7) Not get killed by traffic.
8) Have a day where I can just sit and write.
9) Try to force my dog Bear into sparkle boots.
10) Sit with my mom and sister on the deck.

I'm already making my packing lists and planning my New Years' outfit...soon, sweet NC, SOON!