Hello, I’m Dorie, and I’m a gravy snob. I do not need a support group to get over it, thank you very much.
Any time I think about getting pictures of the boys with a department store Santa, a scene from the movie “A Christmas Story” pops in my head. It’s the one where Ralphie realizes how long the line is to see Santa Claus, and all you hear are screaming kids. No thanks.
These treats need to come with a hefty warning. Don’t breathe in, don’t breathe out, don’t laugh, snort, cough, sneeze, or do anything else similar while eating them. Oh yeah, and don’t wear black.
Don’t be fooled by those beautiful pictures of artfully created pies on Pinterest. They are FAKE!!! Have you ever noticed that they never show them after they are baked?
I know that not everyone dreads the Halloween candy leftovers. There are some that I will sneak out of my kids’ stash for “sampling purposes”. Eventually, though, something needs to be done about the rest.
Seriously, this is about as un-goofy of a picture of my boys that I can get. I know it may seem a little late to post a Christmas story, but when part of your Christmas was late, it just kind of works out that way.