A day to be thankful for.
I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving and it was filled with people you care about. Here are some pictures from my Thanksgiving with Colby and my Mother.
getting ready for black friday.
Getting the Christmas decor out…
You can never have enough
I just had this urge to clean all my sunglasses and I never realized how many pairs of sunglasses I had. Sadly, I still would buy more. Even knowing how many pairs I have.
Holiday Windows
Here are my new holiday windows from the 10-10-1!
FA LA LA!
…And…
HO HO HO!
I love this “O”, it’s very Beetle Juice.
Yes… We all know!
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All-Hallows-Even
When people ask me, “Devin, What’s your favorite holiday?” Unlike most people it’s not Christmas (EW, everyone walks around smiling and saying god bless. No thank you), but Halloween. I worked at a bar that had 5 days of Halloween this year (talk about being in heaven) so I had to really think about my costume. Here is the break down of the pictures. Night two the whole teamed dressed up as “Zombie Doctors” to gave recognition (he’s a doctor) to our owner. Night three was the BEST! Not only did I get to wait on Dorothy, Wicked Witch of the West, and the Good Witch of the North but the whole crew of Mary’s dressed up as me for Halloween. Yes you heard it; I am now a Halloween costume just like Lady GaGa. Night four I was Kashi, Ke$ha’s gay brother. It was a great weekend… no it was ELITE!
Escape
As I came to this morning, I had this feeling in my gut (I was not hung over thank you.) I couldn’t explain. As I just lay there on my colorful anthropologie bedding thinking about the feeling (As most of you know I’m very in tuned with my feelings, so to be lost like this is very abnormal for me) It then hit me, it was the feeling of “running”. Not like Nike running or a 3K (even throw I need to start working out again.) the feeling of running away like Peter Pan or Huck Fin. The feeling gets stronger and louder as I think about (like a alarm in the morning) which puts me in a tizzy. What do I do with this feeling? Listen to it and run like Harrison Ford or do I bottle it up, hiding it from myself like so many feeling? Times like this are when I wish I had a direct line to “The Big Man”.
