Anyway, I will obviously be taking a few days off from the intermonkey on my back to cook roast prime rib, stuffed pork tenderloin, baked truffle mac and cheese, roasted potatoes and veggies, and yorkshire pudding. The greatest holiday treat hardly any Americans make.
So anyway, I could drone on, (like usual) but I have to go pack the car with presents and suitcases so we can drive down to P-town for the weekend. So I will leave you with a few pictures. Some of these were taken a couple christmases ago.
|Watching for the first snowflake to fall (3 hours. serious)|
|I'm about to puke. woooooh|
|Best. armor. ever.|
|Profanity bubbles make your roadrage more festive.|
|Christmas toy delirium.|
|White Christmas. Blue fingers.|
|So cold. So sad. Hot Chocolate heals all wounds.|
|watching it snow|
That's all for now folks. Have a happy holiday. Hug everyone for me. But not in a creepy way. Actually, on second thought, in a creepy way. Like when you hold on just a little too long and it gets awkward. That's more fun.