I know, I know.
I die a little inside every time I think about not having a big tree or twinkle lights or green and red colors plastered every where. My femininity is in serious question. Isn't the woman's job to decorate the house thereby informing her husband what season it is?
Don't worry, Grahm isn't a scrooge. We're just packing up everything in our small 420 sq. foot home very soon, so it makes sense that we're nixing the decorations. Less to pack.
Last night we decided to make a gingerbread house to prove to ourselves that we're still in the Christmas spirit. Best/worst idea ever. I don't care what those ridiculously crafty women on Pinterest tell you, this little house is not for the faint of heart. Or the hungry. Cause you can't really eat it, which was really the whole point for me.
I really just wanted to decorate with the icing, so I waited for Grahm to construct the little house. It's funny cause Grahm is cutting a graham cracker here. Ha ha!
The worst icing ever. It tastes like cardboard.
The sides of the house. Lovely.
Grahm got candy corn cause it was on sale. I tried explaining to him that a gingerbread house, by definition, is a Christmas decoration with no place for Halloween leftovers. I changed my mind when I realized that I could make our house have a tasty corn field :) Ingenuity, my friends.
The house sans roof.
Our drippy doorway with our uneven walkway. I'm the red gummy bear. :)
My makeshift mailbox made out of the left over crackers. See the pointy thing on the side?
That's the little flag sticking up -- aka we have mail to send. And I just thought the M&Ms
were a nice touch.
Egg nog break.
About to put the roof on. Glad my face doesn't permanently look like I'm pooping.
We soon realized there was no way the roof was going to stay on without the entire house collapsing.
We decided to take a picture of us holding the house together, when the front part of the house fell.
It was funny.
We are confused why our art was so unstable and looked sooo bad.
The ugliest gingerbread house ever.
We won't be doing that again anytime soon.
I'm still blaming the icing.