First and Foremost: I am thankful that my mom had Thanksgiving dinner catered this year.
My grandmother recently told me a story about how when she was younger, she tried to run for city council in Rhode Island and was laughed out of the room.
When I was three, my mom forced me into dance class.
A fun fact about me: Magic Mike XXL is my favorite movie of all time.
I’ve always secretly wanted to be from the South. Ok, maybe not always, but at least since Freshman year of college when I got really, really into Friday Night Lights (Tim Riggins? SWOON.) and decided life in Texas looked a whole lot better than what I was used to in the North East.
So, yeah. I went on a third date to Mexico.
It’s your classic, 21st century love story: Boy meets girl. Boy takes girl out for drinks. Boy and girl book a 5 day trip to Mexico for New Years.
Last week, I got my first Christmas tree. Unlike the fake blue-and-white “Hanukkah bush” we had every year when I was growing up, this one’s a real, live pine tree (purchased lovingly on the corner of 2nd avenue) with glittery gold ornaments. It smells amazing.
Like me, my family loves attention. From the minute I got home on Wendesday night through the rest of the weekend, after every unfunny joke they told or mildly entertaining thing they did,they looked at me wide-eyed and immediately asked “ARE YOU GOING TO PUT THIS IN THE BLOG?!”