Movin' Blogs

Hey everybody! I'm going to be starting a different blog and losing track of this one. My new blog is www.tuesdayjessie.wordpress.com. I have a few reasons for moving: 1.) I never write on this blog and I think it's better to just let it lie. 2.) Wordpress is cool 3.) My name isn't Jessie Aragon anymore, it's Smith now and I can't change the address to this blog 4.) Why not do something new and fun?
Hope to see you over there every once in a while!

Happy weekend all

What on earth is that apostrophe taking the place of? It's part of the Campbell's m'm m'm good logo, and I can't figure out what the options are on that. Whatever it means, it is on our new casserole dish; the one made especially for green bean casserole.

Behold.

Josh and I tastily succeeded.

We stayed in Salt Lake City for Thanksgiving. Josh had to work Wednesday and we thought Friday, too. I planned on driving back to Colorado until the forecast came through.

Did I cry as I hung up the phone with my mom and dad Thanksgiving day? Yes. Did I start to feel the city close in on me so busy and full of people? Yes. Did we make way too many mashed potatoes? Yes, about enough for five people.

 

But, it was a special dinner and it was Josh and I together for our very first holiday cooking for ourselves. You know those moments when things are real and present and asking you if you see them? Thanksgiving dinner was one of those moments when the fact that we're starting a life together is sitting in the crook of my ear and whispering sweet nothings to me. Except that they weren't sweet nothings they were sweet everythings.

Not being able to get home to family is something that you take into consideration when you choose a college. And that consideration is exactly to this extent: 'I have a subaru. I'll be fine.'

 
So that was the struggle of the week. Knowing that in a big green house in Colorado there were grandparents to be held and dogs to be petted and a sister and brother to make fun of ;) Parents to be talked with and friends to have coffee with. And in that small town a river to be sat by and a brick wall in a coffee shop that knows when I walk in the door and invites me to sit next to it. And in another house there were more parents to see and another sister and brother to hug and a new dog to pet, and grandparents to whom I owe some conversation, being the girl that's about to join their family and all. A canyon to marvel at and cotton candy to eat on the drive.

But sometimes, even Pearl the subaru needs to change her plans and sit in the driveway next to her buddy Mazda for a weekend.

I pray everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving and that there are only safe travels back home. I, for one, will be curled up on the couch reading Cry the Beloved Country (probably not the wisest choice for a homesick girl in the city, but once you start reading that voice it's got you there 'til the end of the book). Stay warm, best beloveds.