Thanksgiving may be my favorite holiday.
I find myself overflowing with warmth and love on this day,
year in and year out.
I want to cook a feast and drink copious amounts of mulled wine.
I want to hug and kiss all of my lovely friends.
It's the only day of the year where I really crave spending the whole entire day with my family.
But since I can't curl up on their living room couch with a cup of coffee and watch the Thanksgiving Day Parade (the one in Detroit, of course!) on channel 4 with them...
...I will spend the day with my other family.
My Seattle friends are the most amazing people
and they do a real good job at keeping me from getting homesick.
Anyway, I just returned from the city of brotherly love a few days ago.
I lost my phone and had no concept of time the whole weekend.
It's a pretty sweet town and I was reunited with some really sweet folks
(also a really sweet cat, Elliot).
Went crazy amounts of vintage clothing shopping (they have the best vintage stores)
Drank at a bar that ONLY sold PBR.
Got classy.
Saw an adorable play for free at the Walnut Street Theatre, which I guess is considered the oldest theatre in America
and scored a free piece of handmade jewelry from the house manager.
Visited a medical oddities museum after my Drexel interview
Ate my very first Philly cheesesteak and almost vomited right after I finished half.
A pretty successful and quirky trip.
I was so well taken care of and they had the most gorgeous weather.
I wish one more day.
And wish I hadn't broken my camera while trying to load film into it.
Although a pretty cool town, it made me realize how spoiled I am living here.
We have yards in Seattle! I hope everyone cherishes their yards!
Really, love your yard!
As someday, you may have to move to Philly and not have one.
Kiss that grassy ground beneath your feet.
On an unrelated note, since I am not a domestic goddess like Arianna Barrans, how does one properly reheat french press coffee sans microwave? I MUST KNOW!!!!
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