Hoppy Thanksgiving Bach.

I've decided that there is nothing better on the planet than coming home. Seriously. When I stepped outside onto the North Curb of Sky Harbor Airport, I may or may not have wept a few tears of joy. That's a secret. Another secret is that the crying situation might have been exacerbated the moment we drove onto 24th street in all of it's 75 degree glory, which was lined with trees that still have leaves and which was so beautiful. Mmm.

The highlight of the day, however, might have been when I got to drive my car. My little, adorable, sweet car named Jose. He's a bug. The second I turned my car on NPR started playing, and the nostalgia started flowing. I love me some talk radio, but that's a conversation for another time. Anyway, I opened the windows and the sun roof, became enlightened about the produce market in Philadelphia and the most recent car accident statistics (The whole point of that story was that men get involved in SIGNIFICANTLY more car crashes, which makes me wonder why women are always scapegoated as the bad drivers. Weird, right?) and it was just an excellent experience. Daddy dearest, if you're reading this, you could totally let me take little Jose back up to Provo if you loved me that much. We'll talk.

The moral of this story is that I love my hometown and my family and didn't realize how attached I was to either of those things. Wait, I think I'm about to get so Thanksgiving-appropriate on ya'all. Brace yourself.

I'm genuinely just SO thankful for my family. I missed them and I'm so grateful for an awesome family that says funny things and keeps traditions together. Despite my aching hips, I'm grateful for the family tradition of running the turkey trot and then eating breakfast and making pies together. I'm also thankful for the family tradition of planning family vacations that involve excessively hiking over Thanksgiving dinner. That part hasn't happened yet, but I bet you all a dollar that someone is going to bring it up tonight. I'll keep you posted. I'm thankful for the very established family tradition that Amy always cuts the pie. I'm also thankful for stuffing. That stuff is delicious.

Anyway, it's been a while and Brooklyn has been pressuring me to blog, so I just thought I would let the planet know that my life rocks. Happy Thanksgiving!

P.S. If you know the reference in the title, you're either in my family or destined to be my best friend forever.

Bubblegum Tongue.

Sometimes, when i'm feeling down in the dumps (for instance today and every Monday when Haleigh is gone at American Heritage for four hours and I have nobody to hang out with), I listen to this song.

I know, I'm a scandal. Don't judge me, please.

Also, today I saw some people wheeling a piano through campus while playing We Thank Thee O God For a Prophet. I don't know why they felt compelled to do that. Welcome to BYU.

Also, do you read My Life is Average? Do it. You're welcome.

That's all that I have to contribute to the blogosphere for today. :)

Things that are white.

So, I don't get what's up with this whole milk thing. I feel like it's weird that humans are the only things that drink milk that is from another animal. And also we're the only thing that drinks milk when we're not babies. So that's a concern. Except for I also think that milk is a good source of protein. I just don't really understand why there is such a debate about milk. I feel like smart people are always debating the pros and cons of milk drinkage and like citing all these scientists and talking about weird things. I don't understand if i'm supposed to drink it or not, but I had some last night with a grilled cheese from the creamery and it was DELECTABLE. That's all.

I also would like to talk about string cheese. It is quite possibly the best comfort food on the planet and here's why. You don't just eat it. You TEAR it to PIECES and stuff it in your face. There is no better feeling than being able to DESTROY something and eat it when you're stressed. Try it. It will change your life. Also they're only 80 calories.

Another thing that is white that I would like to talk about is snow. It snowed here. Yesterday. WHAT. THE HECK. I am so genuinely stressed. It's not even halloween and its snowing and the problem with this is that the snow is not just going to go away. It's going to snow again and harder. For like the next 3 months. And I just have to live in it. This is bad.

Have a great day!