My mom can make ANY PLACE feel like home. (Candles, chocolates, NO overhead lighting, and Fox news blasting in the background) |
and beer.
|
home really isn't a place.
it's not a building
or furniture
or even tradition.
it's being with the people that make you
laugh, cry, and sound stupid when you try to get philosophical
would not trade them ever ever ever
favorite memories: j-ville tavern, beef wellington (yuuuuuummmmm) and elf
(and the guy at gc in the neon trucker hat)
(and splattering sugary hot coffee all over kelsea's car)
it's not a building
or furniture
or even tradition.
it's being with the people that make you
laugh, cry, and sound stupid when you try to get philosophical
would not trade them ever ever ever
favorite memories: j-ville tavern, beef wellington (yuuuuuummmmm) and elf
(and the guy at gc in the neon trucker hat)
(and splattering sugary hot coffee all over kelsea's car)