It’s officially one week ’til Christmas. Whoa.
So, as I sit here frantically ordering Christmas presents on Amazon and trying to figure out who is going to puppy-sit my crazy dog when we go out of town next week, I thought it would be best if we eased some of the frenetic energy with COOKIES. Lots of cookies. I have some pretty talented cookie loving blogger friends. We’ve got you covered. […]
Christmas is coming, amiright? It’s hurling towards us at warp speeds. I haven’t bought or made a single gift. I don’t know what I will be baking. I’m in stage four Christmas denial. I know, I know. I don’t want to talk about it.
But, in my quest to un-denial myself (I don’t think that’s a thing), I teamed up with some of my blogging buddies to bring you 12 grain-free Christmas treats! Enjoy! Okay… let’s go drown our worries in cookies and cake. You in? […]
Note: This post was written under the influence of a Cinnamon Maple Bourbon Sour. Although delicious, they may influence you to write an open and loving dialogue directly to Bourbon itself. I just thought you should know. I apologize if you feel awkward. I know I do. Carry on…
Hello, Bourbon.
Funny to run into you here. We just keep on meeting like this, don’t we? I’m into it. I’d much rather run into you than say, Mike’s Hard Lemonade. I ran into that dude a lot in college. He was a real headache. So, what I’m trying to say is… It’s nice to see you.
It’s no secret you’re one of my favorites. I’ve infused you with apples and you helped me celebrate my birthday. I’ve poured you over muddled raspberries in the summertime. I’ve mixed you with champagne in times of celebration. We’ve been through a lot together. I sometimes just keep it simple and sip you straight up. After all, you’re just as pretty without all that makeup (I hear flattery gets you everywhere–is it working?). […]
Things that I love:
Handwritten letters
Jazz
Jazz hands
Cold steak for breakfast
Laughing so hard it hurts
Polar bears
Husband
Crispy Chicken Skin
Cast iron skillets
Aerobics videos from the 80s
Okay… so maybe that’s a very short and slightly random list, but you get the point. Crispy chicken skin is on that list. If they sold warm bits of crispy chicken skin in a bag like potato chips, I’d probably buy it. If I could eat said crispy bits while listening to jazz and petting a polar bear? Game over. I mean, really. […]
