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I don't get to Buffalo often--generally about once a year--but it's always nice when I do get up here. So in the spirit of holiday cheer, here's a partial ist of things I love about my parents' home:

• The totally fantastic mattress in my bedroom
• Home-cooked food that I didn't have to cook for myself (my mother made an awesome Apple Blueberry Pie for my sister's college grad party)
• The best dog in the whole wide world (even if she does try to hog my bed)
  
• Actually having people to drink wine with while standing around the kitchen
• A living environment that, unlike my apartment, isn't 80 degrees
• free washer and dryer
• driving a car
• not having to always lock the door and carry keys around
• board games
• the ability to steal other people's clothing
  

I know this is less than interesting, but I've just been content and lazy these last couple days so I haven't had that much to write about. I doubt anyone really has time to read blogs right around now anyway.