I can't believe how cold it is outside. I love it. :) I'm all about this time of year.
The funeral service for my uncle was beautiful. I know that I've cried and carried on but I got to thinking about it today and I'm realllllly not quite sure that it's completely hit me that he's gone. I know that probably sounds strange, but it's true.
I've been sitting here listening to Christmas music. Marshall and Cain have gone to a football game and it's the first time I've been in the house by myself in a long time. I love it. I love this house and I love being here. I wonder if I can write "love" anymore in this post. ;)