Deck the walls.

In September, I'm moving into a brand new, empty apartment

and I've been dreaming of the black framed print collage that will

hang on the wall behind my button-tufted sofa in the living room.

I've collected these images and am completely in love with them.

Also, I've been listening to Michael Buble's Christmas album,

have become strangely addicted to the salted almonds from 

Sam's Club, and remember this? They're crossing into married 

land. I predicted it long before it was even a thing. They can 

thank me, but I'm crying inside because that boy was good 

looking. P.S. is it acceptable to frame pictures of Jimmy

Kimmel and John Krasinski? Because I'm considering it.