We were a little late decorating this year, but mom and I finally got around to it. From the tree and stockings to the most beautiful wreath we have ever created, the house finally looks like Christmas. It's beautiful.
When I think about my apartment sitting empty for the holidays while Austin, Henry, and I spend the month with my parents, I feel a little sad for the only Christmas decoration there: the lonely wreath I pulled out from under the bed at the last minute, before I left for the 'Burg. I hope it makes people smile as they exit the elevator.
Monday, December 22, 2008
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