i'm not saying that i'm excited about thanksgiving in michigan, or the week off that follows. but i kind of sort of have already started packing, and we don't even leave for ten days. i know it's ten days because my favorite person in the whole wide world and i have been counting it down via text messages for the past month or so.

chai lattes, outdoor malls in the cold autumn air, wearing a scarf that may not have been made for my gender, mackinaw island fudge, decorating christmas trees while buzzed off of one margarita, home for the holidays and the myth of fingerprints...

i wonder what this year will bring?