Saturday, November 29, 2008

home is where the heart is

home- (n) a house, apartment, or other shelter that is the usual residence of a person, family, or household; the place in which one's domestic affections are centered; a person's native place or own country

what the heck are domestic affections?

i claim a few homes: league city, austin, west palm beach, windy gap

i claim these not because i reside there, not because i'm from there, but because i feel safe there. i'm surrounded by people i love and who love me in each of these places. there's a sense of warmth, security, and comfort in all of these places.

so when asked my plans for thanksgiving, i had a lot of friends who offered me an invitation to go along with them to be with their families since i wasn't going to be with mine. while i appreciated all of them and know i would have had a great time and been welcome at any of those places, it wasn't the point. i wanted to be in a place i felt at home at for my thanksgiving. so, i made my own thanksgiving dinner.






























yes it was only a table set for two. but, i made almost everything by myself!! everything but the turkey and corn that is, i got some help from rudy's for that. i even made an apple pie from scratch! that was the point of my thanksgiving- being in a place i consider home. i got to share this meal with one of my best friends and then we went to watch the longhorns dominate on the field! it was a great thanksgiving!