Returning Home

      That moment when you walk inside your home, after being gone for three days. Smelling the rather familiar scents. Seeing your room, that you had left messy in your rush out the door. Hearing the voices of the loved ones who you missed dearly. Retelling your trip. Holding your camera, and being just as excited as your were the day you got her in the mail{I didn't have it for three days. Its a new record.and yes, my camera is a her}. Eating those warm, homemade, sugar cookies. Grabbing a hot, pumpkin spice latte. Plopping down on that welcoming couch{ that made me sound lazy. Which, I am not.} There is no place like home. There is a difference between home, and  house. Home is where you feel in place, warm, happy, welcomed and comfortable. House is a place to live, nothing special. just simply a place to go on with life. Oh, how I missed my beloved home. 

 No, this is not where I live. But I did buy this for 4$ I don't know why you would want to sell such an adorable thing.

You see this cup in a ton of my pictures......it's because this is probably my favorite cup. Pretty.

~Pumpkin Spice Latte~

2 cups half and half

2 Tablespoons pumpkin puree

1-2 Tablespoons sugar

2 Tablespoons Vanilla

1\2 teaspoons pumpkin pie spice

1-4 shots of espresso with coffee

combine all ingredients and heat just until hot....do not scorch.

And you have a wonderful fall drink.

Oh, and just for some laughs.....

Perfect timing.

Home Sweet Home

Love,

Cindi

P.S. I was in a photo-taking mood. If you couldn't tell.