Grateful.

Last night I welcomed Christmas Eve with my best friends. We call ourself the Friendship (F-ship for short) and all seven of us have been best friends since junior high (or before). We're kind of a package deal. People know us as a collective unit. In all honesty, these girls are my family. ♥
The night comprised:
- a tumultuous trip to Wal-Mart for last-minute sibling gifts and dramatic New Year's makeup
- the collective purchase of a ridiculous 90s chick flick
- the consuming of many mini oranges (whatever they're called)
- the starting of said '90s flick at 1:30 AM
- the finishing of said '90s flick at 3:30 AM
- plentiful girl talk
- falling asleep on the couch together
- waking up to a beautiful snowfall

Merry Christmas. Thank God for friends as beautiful/wonderful/perfect as mine.