November, I want you

It's what you think. I've been in love with november for quite a while. Errrrr okay so like two months but basically I'm in love. It's real and true, I swear.

Whyyyyyyyyyy should november be so good to me? I swear we are a match made in heaven for the first time. Normally I loathe any month after it starts getting under 60 degrees (read: October), and I hibernate until flowers are rebirthed and I find my first spider to scream at. Ahhhhh, spring. Think of me as Sandy from spongebob in her bubble of a house (as if that ever made sense though...). Also I hate spongebob, but this year I finally am excited for fall.

I want to experience the whole she-bang. Non-hibernation, livin' life, and all. NYC before the snow, crankin' up those christmas tunes until I finally find new music, black friday JK going to orlando, and choose not to sit inside falling asleep at the same hours of newborn babies and live a little.

November? You're lookin' pretty good.

In just a week from Thursday, I will be leavin' on a jet plane, and entering the land of the O-H-I-O. Flight lands at 10PM, then what? You asked for it. I AM MEETING ASHLEIGH AND RACHEL. They are driving an hour to meet me for a night. It just goes to show you that sometimes you have a greater connection with blog-land friends than friends you've known for a while. Heck, friends I've had since 'nam wouldn't drive an hour to visit me at my college or if they were for whatever reason near me. Blogger, you've been great in my life.

Granted, I can only see them for so long. But I think we are all excited to discuss blogging, endless picture sesh, and anything else a blog date includes. Food? Let's hope food. Or wine. Or basically anything that you find on a #ThirstyThurs. 'Nuff said. See ya soon, gal pals (Insert endless smileys and winky faces here).

Friday the 8th comes and boom. Off to Canada I go for one of my best guy friends frat formal. Way to excited considering I haven't seen him since April 2012. Note: He is paying for everything. I must admit, I'm a lucky one....No phone, huh? Off the charts/record type thing. No insta's, no tweets about how I love canada and wearing reveling clothing and feeling legal and ready to parrrrtay. Let's do this.

So like, what's school?
A few weeks later I am off to my annual thanksgiving trip to Universal with the fam. We go almost every year, except I didn't last year, and it stunk. We have a ritual where we always check out Margaritaville and get the mile high stomach ache giver nachos. Nothing makes me happier, except when I'm by the bathroom for the rest of the night....There have been happier times.

back when I was a fetus aka three years ago

With last year aside, November is a good friend. I met my best friend two November's ago, and I wouldn't change a thing.

Without further adieu (or however the eff you spell/pronounce it...)....thanksgiving stuffing, warm weather, drinking legally, blogger meet ups, and nearing the end of the semester, November, are you ready to be mine?

Xo,
Yours truly.