ON THE 11TH DAY OF CHRISTMAS....

A few days ago Mom and I were listening to the radio and the announcers said something about last minute shopping and We were just like "Heck, we have not even STARTED Christmas shopping!"

But really, doing anything Christmasy before December 10th would really be a sin in our house. Except of course, dreaming about what you'll get for Christmas, as that is acceptable ALLLLL year. As of yesterday, we have a tree! 11 days before Christmas, that's how its done.

▲▲ This is the point where I apologize for the ugliness of this photo, but I love it so! On my birthday Emily came over and we had a fondant Santa competition which quickly turned into a snowman and gingerbread house competition. Pictured is Emily's penguin snowman/hybrid (it's a new breed, still in the development stages. Will let you know when they're available in the freezer section.)  Not pictured, my snowman with a toothpick in his eye.

▲▲ Puppies like Christmas trees! Yay! I didn't even pose them for these, which I guess by now they just nap in photogenic places. Train them young, I say!

▲▲ Uber Cliche lights photos. But isn't that what Christmas is for? That and eating cookies.

For those of you interested (Hi Mom! Hi Grandma!) I was quite handy and created a Christmas  tag in which you can view more poorly edited Christmas photos. Enjoy friends!

 “Christmas doesn't come from a store, maybe Christmas perhaps means a little bit more....”

OH BY GOSH BY GOLLY

After an unfortunate turn of events, I found out today that all texts that Emily and I had sent one another had ALSO been sent to my brothers phone. Of course, to someone normal that might not be a huge deal, but off the top of my head I can think of at least 10 videos we've sent (bee gee's, double chins, oh my!) that literally make me want to crawl in a hole and die.

So, if any of you know of a rock under which we could call our home, let us know. We pay in hugs and free concerts.

Thank goodness I took these photos just before, because the serenity would have certainly been broken had I known what I know now.

Moral of the story, don't send double chin videos. Ever.

AND NOW, FOR NOTHING IN PARTICULAR

"Not all who wander are lost."

I really thought I could make it without the triangles, BUT NO! Never will my love for triangles in blog posts be quenched. So my geometry loving friends, enjoy the last tidbits of NYC with a touch of triangle. You know it's good for you.

▲▲ Nice light in Chelsea Market! Also, my new lens is dreamy, almost to the point of being too dreamy if that's possible. I'm still learning the ropes, but so far I'm in love.

▲▲ These succulents at Chelsea Market - oh my! Of course, I had to stop and say hi, because I am friends with succulents all over the world. Also, my cactus died, but that is for another time. A time of mourning, of course.

▲▲ To anyone who will go to New York in the next million years....GO TO B&H PHOTO! It is like Santa's workshop on steroids with conveyer belts bringing camera goodies everywhere and little Jewish elves running to and fro. And, I got to use a $3000 camera so my day was made.

"No one realizes how beautiful it is to travel until he comes home and rests his head on his old, familiar pillow."
I am so grateful traveling is an option for me. I am so grateful that I get to see different places and new faces. Also, for my rhyming talents which are off the charts. Traveling is my favorite - I'm so glad I get to do it.

Thanks NYC for having me, you really are a charmer.

And now, where to next?

"I have not been everywhere, but it's on my list."

No one realizes how beautiful it is to travel until he comes home and rests his head on his old, familiar pillow.
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Our deeds still travel with us from afar, and what we have been makes us what we are.
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No one realizes how beautiful it is to travel until he comes home and rests his head on his old, familiar pillow.
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It would be a shame to miss New York at Christmas

I am by no means a New Yorker. I am yet to master the skill of staring at nothing for far too long. I get giggly crossing streets and the amount of eye contact I make is miserable. I keep my head up. Their heads are down. Of course it makes sense. You live in a city. Every day you see this skyscraper and that coffee shop with the artsy logo till they all become a blur. It gets old, fast.

But even If I was a New Yorker, if I wore a black coat and lived in a top floor apartment,
Even if I lived in the city for a thousand years, I honestly don't think I could ever get sick of seeing New York at Christmas.

Nope, Never.

Of Heaven and New York and how they are related.

 

I have been putting off blogging, and writing more specifically for a month. A MONTH! Time is such a weird thing really, but anyway. I love blogging, I love this blog, but sometimes I don't want to blog. And if that makes sense to you then I would worry for your life. Because it makes sense to me and well....!

But now, I am here! To tell you about the magic of being 16. I don't know what happened, but something clicked in me. I'm not in limbo anymore I guess, that awkward stage of knowing you are a kid but really wanting to be older. 16 feels like "YES! I can do this!" As a result, I am much more aggressive in craft stores. And I smack my gum a little louder,  Just to let you know that I'm 16 now.

And when you turn 16, you do logical things. Like go to New York City, of course! New York is nice. But New York at Christmas? That is heaven. And if I was in heaven then that probably means I have been upgraded to Angel status, right?

For further proof, see my halo...

 Okay maybe not. It was a nice thought!

I feel as though these photos could be easily twisted into something far more poetic with a few heartfelt quotes and maybe a sad acoustic song. Thank goodness I am not the type for that! 

More coming your way....

 

16 AGAIN!

Well as of a few days ago, you are now speaking with a 16 year old! Such Magic! Such Joy!

So, it's not really that exciting. But at the same time, it's kind of thrilling!

Anyway, this calender is the greatest and New York is on my mind. Cheers!