I am not a huge fan of holidays. I love spending time with my family, but the commercial monstrosity that is Christmas puts me off. Sometime during my teenage years I sort of turned into a scrooge, claiming that when I had a family of my own, we would not celebrate. I was tired of the terrible music, the generic (and horrid) decorations and the mad-grab for elaborate presents.
Since then, I have revised my stance a little. I still hate Christmas music (who doesn't?), but I have taken back my scrooge-like attitude. Instead of refusing to be part of the holiday, I have just made it my own version. Isn't that ultimately what being an adult is all about?
Every year, for as long as I can remember, my Mom has made ludicrous amounts of cookies to give out on Christmas Eve. My sister and I joined in on this tradition a few years back, adding even more cookie madness. Some years we would stay up into the wee hours of the morning, baking in a near state of delirium.
This year was the first year baking away from my mentors, which means I really get to shine. So I have been blasting Punk/Rockabilly music and making adorable gingerdead men:
Oh! Let's not forget my sugar cookies!
Sugar cookies are messy.
Other things I have been up to in the last week:
Star Wars snowflakes!
(I think I like the Storm Trooper the best)
Legos and gummy worms!
(As you can see, I never want to grow up)
I hope everyone enjoys the last part of the year! See you in 2012~





















