Hi. I'd like to take a moment of your time and tell you about my favorite time of the year: the holidays. See, some people are crazy about spring and summer, and that's great and all, but I'm just not the kinda girl who's gonna get hot and bothered by getting, well...hot. And bothered. I'm not a fan of sweating like a pig. Sorry. And spring? With those pastels? I can't bear to go there today. But fall, with it's cool breezes, fun layering of clothes and accessories, warm homes with fireplaces anxiously waiting to be lit, pumpkins and gourds and hay, deep, rich colors...now that I can get behind. Das mag ich viel.
Today is a Terry family gathering to celebrate their Papaw's birthday. I'm sure there will be tears, but honestly, I'm pretty excited about it. It's hard to believe he's been gone just over a year, but it's truly amazing that the whole family is coming together to celebrate his life. I can only hope to be that loved by my descendants, which brings me to another thought. I love family gatherings. They are more prevalent during the holiday season, and perhaps that's yet another reason I love it so. I have a weakness for family gatherings. Goodness knows that mine is so spread out I hardly see them, and we communicate so little that the only updates I get are at the holidays. I wish it weren't like that. I love big feasts where everyone sits down and eats and talk together. What's better than good food and good conversation? The holiday season is perfect for that. Cousins rake leaves into piles to jump in and mothers gather together to prepare the good eats in the sinfully delicious smell of the kitchen. Fathers position themselves around the tv discussing politics, work, and sports.
So I guess what I'm saying is that I'm being really optimistic this fall. I can smell something in the air that's different than usual, and I'm excited (and impatient) to see what will happen.
But for now...I'm gonna go make my grandmother's homemade banana pudding.
:)