J hosted her sometimes annual gingerbread decorating party last week.
It’s a girls-only event, primarily women within our industry, gathering to chat and pretend that we can decorate cookies. J encourages inappropriate decorating, but leaves it up to each person to determine what inappropriate means.
I ended up with a ginger Lady Godiva and a pop-eyed ginger man.
I’m not good. In fact, I have no cookie decorating talent whatsoever.
But I had fun. And that’s what counts on a Tuesday night.