My brother insisted that I call mom and sing that line to her, because, I literally will be home for Christmas. So, I did, to which she continued the next line. It's safe to say, I'm part of a 'musically cheesy' family! Nevertheless, I am coming home. Feels like I just left, and it feels like I've been gone for ages! And yet, it's only been two months. A GREAT two months. And in some ways, its seems a bit ironic to be leaving the white that everyone dreams of having at Christmas time, and heading to the coast. Excited to see family and friends. Excited for mom's cooking. Excited to snuggle with the nieces (I'm not playing favorites here, they are the only ones who will snuggle! I can't get within 4 feet of the nephews, so, their loss!). Excited for the inevitable barrage of 'so, did you find a job yet?' questions. And excited for the familiar!
Home for 2 1/2 weeks. If anyone has any work/ projects during that time, I'm a poor, income-less wanderer. Ok, my situation is not that dire, but seriously, I'm putting a plug out here for any work anyone needs done. I'm your girl!
A short list of to-do's are on the itinerary. Some of which include:
Dining at the Spur with Jack
Strolling downtown with coffee in-hand
Walking on Westcliff and gazing at the ocean as much as possible
Going to the Nordstrom Rack to look for shoes, because they are the only store with big girl sizes, and I am learning I may need non-sandal foot attire for the rest of this mid-west winter
Sampling a few must-try cuisines, per the request of a certain room-mate
A pajama party and a new years party
A couple rounds of disc golf
Visiting, visiting and more visiting
And.....I am open for other suggestions as they are submitted.....
Home for the holidays. I now understand what that really feels like. After all, 'Tis the Season!!
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