Just had to check in to let you know that I have nothing to offer. The Christmas parties have begun, and I have started to realize I took too much on at work (again) this year. I am hosting the 2nd annual cookie exchange tomorrow. I need 6 dozen cookies, and three of them didn’t turn out. What’s my back up plan? NO BAKES.
While baking the cookies above, I was waiting for the pot to boil–literally.
In the meantime, I am monitoring these two bicker-ers as they fight over who’s eating more candy for the gingerbread house.
OH! How could I forget to add that my husband is sick? With a runny nose. And sneezing. Poor guy. I couldn’t possibly ask him to help me when he’s got a runny nose. What kind of wife would that make me? I’ll be back as soon as I find a nanny, chauffer, cleaning lady, and personal assistant to hire. What? No takers?