Merry Christmas! Here are some pictures of my family doing our annual gingerbread decorating festivities. We do it every Thanksgiving, because 364 days is just long enough to forget how difficult it actually is to squeeze that godawful frosting. This year's teams were:
Team Gingerbread House: Me, my brother, and his girlfriend Sasha. The behavior you see in the picture is about as helpful as my brother got. Sasha was the backbone of our frosting effort, while I mainly focused on detail work, drinking wine, and shit-talking with the other team, which was . . .
Team Gingerbread Tree, aka my older sister Kelly. She was supposed to be joined by her husband Brian and my sister Kate, but Brian suddenly got very busy watching football, and Kate started dramatically coughing and claiming to be sick. It was all very suspicious.
To see how the creations turned out, check the photo set. Enjoy your Christmas--I know I will be having a great time ripping open every box in the hopes that it contains a Snuggie or a Whimsical Watch.