It's so good to be home.
Driving over the crest of the hill late last night, seeing the entire city and the bridges and the lake all spread out in front of us, all lit up, ears popping from the pressure change as we descended down into the city.
Going to a lefse-making party, catching up with friends and their parents, eating lefse hot off the griddle.
Sitting around the kitchen table with my family, drinking coffee and eating cinnamon twists that my grandma made, petting whichever cat has chosen your lap, asking each other for help on crossword clues.
The roads are icy today, so the plan is to stay home and bake instead of going out to run errands. Fine by me!