A bone to pick...

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I have a bone to pick with retail-America.  A turkey bone to be specific. With the week of Thanksgiving upon us, the leaves are the most vivid of colors, the air is crisp and it's time to gather, reminisce and spend time together for no other reason than to enjoy each other's company.  But even before Halloween, stores were engulfed in Christmas tunes and ornaments.  Hello!? Forgetting something? Perhaps the month of November?  Don't get me wrong, I love Christmas.  In fact, probably even a little more than the average person and I can't. wait. to put up our tree and decorate but part of that excitement is the anticipation!

I just can't believe that I walked into a store on Friday looking for some last minute things for Thanksgiving and I actually had a difficult time finding it because the store was overwrought with Christmas.  Stop skipping this lovely holiday that isn't surrounded with gifts {or at least for most people... I, on the other hand, actually do get presents for my birthday but even if I didn't it wouldn't change my feelings on the matter!}  and appreciate it!  It's the day you celebrate that one, amazing, unwrappable gift: your loved ones.  In the end, they are what you have.  When your iPod is considered antiquated, when your Ferragamo bag is just a lump in the back of the closet, you will still have those people that you can sit around a table with and laugh until your cheeks hurt.

So all I ask is just enjoy the anticipation of Christmas. Let the urge to decorate tingle in your toes a little and wait. Just wait until after this heartwarming holiday is over and you've given your thanks and told your family you love them.

I am now stepping off my soapbox. My rant is over. Wishing you all the happiest of Thanksgivings my lovely, wonderful Nesters! Thank you for reading this sporadically written, occasionally overly opinionated, occasionally overly wordy blog.  You are a group to which I owe a huge "thanks."

Patiently Waiting...

Or... maybe it's not-so-patiently waiting, really.  About a month and a half ago, I decided that I wanted to start wearing heels more.  Not because I was feeling particularly short {though, my imposing 5 foot stature could use a little help} but more because I like the way they make me feel when I'm in them.  They just... make me.... feel like a woman, actually.

Carnation Nation

I mentioned a while back that Megan and I took a flower arranging class. While in that class, a discussion was struck up about random kinds of flowers and how they could look much cooler than they were given credit for.  The main shock to Megan and myself was Carnations.  I scrunched my nose and scoffed.  

You know what a carnation looks like! How could a plane Jane carnation look even remotely cool?  Well I did a little Pintrest hunting and I am SOLD.  Carnations might be my new favorite uber feminine flower....