Cooky Christmas Cookie Finale—Yeaaaaaaahowzayayay!

I’m crawling to the finish line, with shades on ‘cause nearby houses are competing for the most shockingly bright-lights display, which means every dive bar flashing a Miller Lite sign within a five-mile radius has officially collided with Vegas—and shined a powerfully condensed version of that disaster through my tiny kitchen window. While I’m making… Continue reading Cooky Christmas Cookie Finale—Yeaaaaaaahowzayayay!