Thanksgiving Back Home

There is no better feeling than going home! Michael figured out a way to get me to NH to spend Thanksgiving with my side of the family. (Most of whom I haven't seen for a year plus, and a few cousins I had never met!) I'm going to skip over the actual traveling, because as you can tell in Michael's post about Thanksgiving I HATE flying. I especially hate flying in tiny rinky-dink propeller planes that may hold 30 people and look like you have to wind a rubber band to get it off the ground.

I got to visit old high school haunts with my friends, have a fantastic girl's day with my mom and sister, shop for things I don't need, go in New England Country Stores (which are much better than Southern ones, sorry to say.) It was great to see old familiar places, NH is like a big snuggly warm blanket or a well-worn pair of jeans, it feels old and comfortable.

I got to have Dunkin' Donuts Hot Chocolate and Doughnut, it was the first thing I did when I got to NH. I don't understand people's fascination with Krispy Kreme when DD is where it's at! The Christmas Dove (an year-round christmas store, ornaments, decorations, music, food etc. etc.) was my favorite store when I lived up there, it's room after room of different themed christmas items and set ups like Giant window boxes with trains and town models. I got my hair done at the salon that did my first hair cut, and almost every haircut since then. The owner and many of the stylists know my hair very well and know exactly how to cut it. (They also know to have at least 2 people blow-dry my hair, or we'll be there for hours!) Michael laughed when I went on and on about this salon, but I love it!

I also met "Gracie", a cute little cat that my mom got from her boss. I won't get into the psychologicalness of her naming a cat with a name that rhymes with mine soon after I got married. This poor kitty-cat was scheduled to be fixed on this coming tuesday, but sadly it was a week too far, as she went into heat the day we arrived. She cried and cried VERY early in the morning, and it was hard getting her mind off of finding a man-cat. Luckily, it only lasted a few days and she was her playful self our last night in NH. (two words: Laser Pointer. Hours of entertainment right there.)

I think it's fitting that my 100th post is about my home and re-visiting my favorite places. I'm hoping to not have to wait another year before going up there again, I didn't get to reconnect with half the friends I wanted to, or visit the newly remodeled high school. I will have photos from my lunch with my high school BFFLs<3 to share soon, keep a look out on Facebook.

P.S. My grandma is on Facebook now, what has the world come to? ;)