Christmas morning has always been my favorite part of the year. I have such fond memories of waking up with my sister, often before sunrise, to dig into our stockings. Now, I prefer to sleep in until the sun comes up, but Christmas morning is still my favorite. I love snuggling around the fire in my Christmas pjs, slippers, and a cup of hot tea. We always have a delicious breakfast spread before we unwrap all of the presents under the tree. This year will be the most special as it is our first Christmas with Gracie. I know that she doesn’t understand Christmas yet and certainly won’t be unwrapping her own presents, but I can’t wait to see her face when she sees all of the wrapping paper and ribbons and tissue to play with. I can’t wait to start new traditions and celebrate old ones with my precious baby girl.
I swear, if I eat another cookie, there is a really good chance that I might turn into one. I have talked endlessly on PP about how much I love dessert. Honestly, there isn’t a dessert I’ve met that I haven’t really liked. But cookies are pretty much my weakness which makes this time of year both dangerous and delightful.
Are you looking for the perfect nibble for cocktail hour while entertaining this holiday season? I’ve got your snack, People! These pecans are the perfect addition to your bar, coffee table, table – wherever you may be entertaining. They are spicy and sweet and savory. Plus, they are crazy addictive. Did I mention how easy they are to make? They are so foolproof that even my BFF Lindsey could make them!
The other day, I was talking at work about how excited I was for Thanksgiving. It is one of my favorite holidays for many reasons, and I often make an excuse to celebrate it twice by hosting Thanksgiving with friends. It is a carb-lover’s dream! Dressing, mashed potatoes, sweet potato casserole, a little turkey on the side. How can you not love it? Until my friend at work said that she in fact, did not really like Thanksgiving food. It took me a few minutes to comprehend how anyone on this earth could not love Thanksgiving food and when I finally came to, she explained that it was the dressing that just didn’t do it for her.
Something about cooler weather makes me want to get in the kitchen and bake! Which is great news for Andrew the H since we have been eating way too much takeout since G was born almost SEVEN months ago! The bad news for Andrew is that the first thing I crave in the fall is pumpkin bread. He says every year that he does not like pumpkin, and every year, I try to convince him that yes, yes he does like it. It’s like groundhog day. I bake loaf after loaf of pumpkin bread. I say “Andrew, try this one. I think you will like it.” I add chocolate chips. “Really. You will definitely like it this time. It has chocolate!!” I pack snack bags of pumpkin bread for him to take to work only to find it months later in the backseat of his car. I mean…
Who has to work this week, raise your hand. Okay, now, who is actually—I mean, really working this week and who is just catching up on Google Reader, pinning new pics to Pinterest? Yep, that’s what I thought. I mean, I already did a much needed re-org of my work inbox, cleaned off my desk, put together some emails to shoot out on Tuesday when the rest of civilization goes back to work, and created not one, but two pretty awesome if-I-must-say-so-myself Pandora radio stations. I guess you could say that it has been a pretty productive non working, work week!
Apparently, it’s good to be a tax lawyer in Charlottesville after tax day! Andrew the H has two days off this week…Surprise!! So, even though the weather report is threatening a few thunderstorms (which I will no longer take lightly, see last week’s events), we are going out to enjoy the cloud-covered sun. After weeks of seeing very little of Andrew on the weekends, I am excited to finally have some husband-wife time. Even if that means that I have to endure hours of the History Channel (seriously, how many Civil War shows can you possibly have? No disrespect, but geeeeeeze).
The Super Bowl is coming up on Sunday, and this girl loves a Super Bowl party. I really don’t know why that is. I am not a big fan of football (much to my hubby’s dismay), and I could care even less about NFL football. Andrew blames it on the fact that I didn’t go to a football school (yup I confess, I love basketball, can you blame me?). The truth is that I usually like football when I am not forced to pay attention to it. I LOVE a great tailgate and football watching parties are always super fun. Plus, football season usually means fall weather which is one of my favorite seasons.
I am particularly interested in this year’s Super Bowl because it is being held in Dallas! Yes, I live in Charlottesville now but I lived in Dallas for almost three years before I made the big move to the east coast (Cville by way of DC). And things were starting to ramp up for the big game right before I left two years ago. People have been partying for that long about this. For real. I am so sad that I am not there right now—not because I would go to the game at all—but mostly because of ALL the star sightings I am missing. Le sigh.