Friday, December 05, 2008

Construction

It was gingerbread house construction night at our perpetual construction site. At this juncture in my life, the thought of constructing another house is positively nauseating. However, this particular structure has the enjoyable feature of being edible. Well, not really. In the time it has to sit around for the holidays looking all chipper and cute, the walls will become stale and the icing as hard as concrete. Not to mention the dusty, dog-and-cat-haired candies for added effect.

But, I digress . . . the point is: it was fun. Messy, sticky fun.

Now. Where's the tree?






1 comment:

wild-heart said...

WHERE THE HELL HAVE I BEEN?

Love the monk's bag. What happened to Ian's hair? When did Bennie turn into your miniature?

And who is going to dust those gorgeous shelves?