I know you are all probably sick to damn death of me talking about Christmas.
I tend to have a one track mind when it comes to these things. Some would say obsessive.
And those some get a swift kick to the pancreas.
Just be thankful I am not pregnant. Cause then you would have nine months of that shit.
(as a side note, did you know that it is LAW and PROPER and WHAT-EVS-YO that when writing a letter or an important piece of paper thingy that all numbers under 10/ten must be spelt out in full? I know! WTF? And is it spelt or spelled? I don’t care, I am hung over from copious amounts of mango margarita, two Christmas get-togethers in one day and getting up at SIX AM to ensure that lazy Damn Emo didn’t miss her train… on a Saturday morning. There is no God.)
So being UN-obsessive and awesome and shit, today I start the OMG-what-was-I-thinking-now-what-are-we-gunna-do-with-all-this-food Christmas baking extravaganza!
I will don my baking apron and serenely smile at my loving family while producing quality homemade goods with that secret ingredient, love.
And if any fucker looks at me sideways I will cut them.
So quick biatches, tell me what you are baking this ‘holiday season’ so I can totally steal your ideas and tell everyone that they were my own and you are just a damn copy cat.
I will be back later with a photo essay of baking for Christmas Magnetobold Too style.
It will be epic. And make Martha weep.