Spooning under a heating blanket.
Gatherings with friends.
Friendly dogs.
Gingerbread houses (and shanties).
That moment when people finally show up at your party.
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I feel the earth move sunward, I join the great march onward, And take, by faith, while living, My freehold of thanksgiving. ~from "My Triumph" by John Greenleaf Whittier
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Miaow. I love you so much. You make everything awesome.
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