In Which I Am Alive

Finding the very perfectest gifts for the very bestest people in my life. Hearing my two favorite Christmas songs on the radio. This cover of "You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch" and this version of the 12 Days of Christmas. Good day, eh? Going to the Carl Bloch exhibit. Building a gingerbread house. Actually, a graham cracker trailer park. But I digress. Losing the gas cap to my car. Playing Ticket to Ride with an astoundingly awesome person. Deep-cleaning the Cannon Center...I think I got high off of degreaser...multiple times... Free pie Wednesday!!! And catching up with awesome friends from high school. Hittin' the powder at Sundance with my siblings. My sister vastly improved my technique with one simple phrase, "Karissa, lead with your shoulders, not your hips!" She is wise. Reading all my favorite children's books that I'd forgotten about. "The Christmas Miracle of Jonathan Toomey," "Babysitter's Club," ...

Today I was on the phone with a bank teller, putting a hold on my missing debit card. (I seem to have a talent for losing that...) I was ending the conversation, saying "Thanks for doing that" about to say "Have a great day, bye" when I caught myself starting an embarassing sentence: "I L..." Yes, that's right. I almost professed my love to a female bank teller today. Probably because the only people I ever talk to on the phone are my mom, my dad, my brother and my boyfriend. That's kind of just my default way to end phone conversations now. Maybe I should have gone through with it...everyone needs a little love, yeah?