November, won't you stay?

"In London November isn't a month, it's a state of mind."
-Antal Szerb

Just stop.  Stop right where you are and savor this moment.  The last minutes of the first day in November.  November, the most fabulous month of the year.  With your beautiful colors and your crisp air.  Stay for awhile, please?  Bittersweet, November.  November, you bring the commencement of a new year.  A new year of life and a new year of marriage.  November, you bring along Thanksgiving and the anniversary of the day I was blessed with a little sister.  The second to last month of the year.  November, I love you.
Yeah, so, I may be a tad biased.  If you haven't figured out the day of my birth is in November.  November, you are filled with warmth.  A warmth I am unable to fully describe.  It's a feeling only felt by being surrounded by the purest form of love.  Love, it truly makes the world go round.  And, yeah, I may eat a little more this month than all the others.  Let's recap:  my birthday (cake), my anniversary (cake), my sister's birthday (more cake) and Thanksgiving (and yes, we eat cake here too).  I come from a family that finds that any occasion is an occasion for cake.  I am talking about extraordinarily delicious French cake.  From like a French bakery (if you want the deets, just ask).  Oh, yeah, amazing.  November, for you I will indulge.  It's all about feeling good, right?  Duh, of course I am right!

Let us welcome November with happiness.   November, welcome!
(I'll keep you updated on all my November shenanigans)
xoxo

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