There are no flowers in my house this week. There is also no real food and no clean clothes. It's that kind of week. We're caught up in the holiday bustle and we're living off gingerbread cookies and milk and we have no complaints.
My annual high school girls' Christmas party is tomorrow and I'm so excited. We made these flower pomanders together last year. It is our 11th year of being supremely dorky together - girls, I love you.
D's birthday is on Sunday, which is a rather lovely day to have a birthday. He's already put in a request for savory bread pudding for brunch, and I'm happy to comply.
It's going to be busy but fun. Bring it, weekend.