A new favorite song of the moment

Fall Out Boy's "I'm Like a Lawyer With the Way I'm Always Trying to Get You Off (Me & You)" is really one I'm listening to a lot and liking a lot right now.

I love loving a song. I love loving a new song. I love when songs inspire. I love when songs make me thoughtful.

Last year's wishes
Are this year's apologies
Every last time I come home
I take my last chance
To burn a bridge or two
I only keep myself this sick in the head
Cause I know how the words get you {off}

We're the new face of failure
Prettier and younger but not any better off
Bullet proof loneliness
At best, at best

Me and you
Setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you
If I woke up next to you
Me and you
Setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you
If I woke up next to you

Collect the bad habits
That you couldn't bare to keep
Out of the woods but I love
A tree I used to lay beneath
Kissed teeth stained red
From a sour bottle baby girl
With eyes the size of baby worlds

We're the new face of failure
Prettier and younger but not any better off
Bullet proof loneliness
At best, at best

Musings

Drizzly, grayish, cloudy-but-not-quite-rainy whether is just crap.

I feel like my to-do list for this week, next week, next month is growing by the minute.

I made sweet potato casserole for the first time ever for Thanksgiving, and it rocked. Go me.

I’m trying to eat mucho, mucho less to make up for the three Thanksgiving meals I ate over the course of a week’s time.

White fudge covered Oreos are making that difficult.

Stuff coming up to be excited about

It's my absolute favorite time of year, and there are SO many things coming up to put on the calendar:

Samantha and Casey's son Samuel's first birthday
Dad's birthday
James' birthday
The Singing Christmas Tree!
The Passion Play
Lee's engagement partayyy
Mary and Mel's annual driving through decorated neighborhoods to see pretty lights with hot chocolate or flavored cappuccino in hand

Hark how the bells...

I love this time of year. Love it. It's simply the best, and I'll argue the point to anyone who'll listen. For a two-ish month period of time, all seems right with the world. I can't start listening to Christmas carols soon enough. I know if I dust off the holiday albums too soon, people will think I'm crazy, but I couldn't even hold off 'til Thanksgiving this year. This week I gave into temptation. The sounds of Jewel and Mariah Carey (yes, Mariah Carey) and Trans Siberian Orchestra doing the songs I love most have begun to fill my car, and I couldn't be happier.

The music this time of year just makes me giddy. And I love the chill in the air, the bite that makes you bundle in coats and scarves and gloves. I love fireplaces. I love snow -- even if in sunny South Carolina I'm left only with pictures and fantasies of it. I love poinsettias, blankets, berries, wreaths, bows, pies. The meals, the desserts, the time with family, the green, the red, the gold and the silver all fill me to the brim.

When it does snow, is there anything better than lying down in the bed of white, arms and legs outstretched, making snow angels? Building snowmen? Hands and noses red and raw and so cold and numb they burn?

I love stockings and candy canes and, for a short while, the sensation that everything, the big, the small, the important, the miniscule, everything will work out. Everything will be ok.

Amore

I love...
the way a song can take you back
the power of words
embracing
knowing everything's going to be ok
letters
hidden beauty
the way hot coffee warms your hands
the colors of fall
keeping a journal
eating chocolate chip cookies fresh out of the oven when they're warm and gooey
Scrabble
time with family
surprise phone calls
finding the perfect dress
feeling refreshed after a run
daisies
reading a good book
the feeling of accomplishment
giving praise to God
satisfying conversations with friends
photographs
being in love
getting lost in the moment
stability
understanding
how purple makes me happy
satin and lace and pearls and all things frilly
dreaming...

What is "inquiry" for $300 Alex?

Will I ever be all I hope to be?
Will I ever accomplish all the things I hope to?
Will I make a difference somehow?
Do I want too much out of life? Do I dream too much? Dare I dream for everything, for it all?
Why are life decisions so difficult? Why does pain accompany joy and the pang of fear go hand in hand with hope?
Is it crazy to be happy, uncertain, amazed, crestfallen all at once?
What is normal? What if what was, what is and what will be are far cries from one another?
What if there are no answers?