We’re back! And I think I forgot how to blog. Give me about a month to re-figure this out, cool?
I’m looking around my house as the travel destruction bomb doth hit. Laundry screams at me. Christmas loot begs to be cuddled and put away in its respective places. My husband is STILL IN BED. It’s vacation though and I’m biting my lip and practicing breathing zen exercises through this.
Sooooo, New Years Eve. Two days away. Are you going out? Staying in? Painting the town red? Picking your toenails?
Whatever happens to be floating your boat at that point in time, I thought I’d go ahead and provide you with a recipe ALONG WITH the opportunity to tap into your teenage self and make jokes for hours and days and months. I even thought about having a contest in the comment section for the best sausage ball joke, but then decided I was too classy for that sort of riff raff.
Riiiiiiight. HAVE AT IT.
Here’s my step-by-step on Tablespoon!
*what did you get from Santa?!