Every year for Christmas, my mom's girlfriend Karen V bakes a bountiful supply of Christmas cookies. Conversely, I am known for poor planning and burning things. So, we visited with Karen this past weekend to eat and talk and laugh and "help" make some yummy butter cookies.
Even though this December has been sunny and in the 60s, we tried to conjure some Christmas spirit with carols and pizza. It was so fun! And it took all day. Christmas cookies are hard. Luckily, there was a revolving door of generous visitors and colorful helpers, though none as colorful as Karen herself.
We started the day with egg sandwiches because some of us may have been over-served the night before. And, true to form, everything about this event was a (moveable) mess:Read More