I'm back in my old stomping grounds of East Tennessee...and I love, love, love. My parents called a while back...they asked if Isabella and I would care to come home to enjoy some fall foliage? And I said, Why yes, yes we would. They're always doing things like that, my parents. Bringing me home when they know I'm homesick.
You see, I'm a Fall-Foliagophile...a lover of fall foliage. I made that up.
I love my parental units.
It had been over a year since I had been home, and except for my dearest sister who is sporting an adorable basketball of a pregnant belly, nothing has really changed. It's both relieving and sad to come home to find things exactly as you remember and miss them...
Something about being back in the South makes me want to tease my hair higher...and wear more eyeliner...Isabella has got to be confused, she's wondering why her hair bows have ridiculously graduated in size, but as the sweet little old lady working at The Bow Show said; "Oh, honey...the bigger the better."
I love the South.
Isabella is a foliagophile too.
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