First Snow

It was indeed the first snow of the season today in NYC. And it was simply beautiful. Even though I don't frolick like I used to, it gives me the warm fuzzies just to look out the window, coffee in hand, and see my neighborhood blanketed in something so pure, so clean, so different than the usual dirty shades of gray. I spent the whole day manning my table at our holiday craft fair at Waltz-Astoria (the most darling little coffee shop!) and even though I didn't leave the premises for almost 7 hours, it was just grand. I have to tell you about this sweet, simple day because it is times like these that I hope will provide me with enough good feelings to get through the successive frigid days ahead. After a long clean-up, a cramped ride home in Kevin's clunker, and lugging it all back upstairs, we ordered from Tasty and cackled all night long. The Festing has officially begun!

Even being a broke, single, responsible, old-farty adult, I still truly believe Christmas is the most magical time of the year. And I am reminded that my little life is actually really good, even though sometimes I try and don't succeed, give and don't receive, and love without return. It's okay though- because I can still look out the window at the first snow, and be thankful, and that makes me happy, just being there. I wish this for you too. For all the people I love, and hell- even for all the people I don't love.

xoxoxoBon

ps- this morning I locked Mikey and myself out of the apartment in the snow. thank JESUS Taylor lives above us and won't hate me for waking him up (forever at least)!