Because One Renovation Wasn't Enough
With the help of a brilliant friend, today Jane and I made a gingerbread house.
I think this is the most ... normal ... thing I have ever done. "Normal" meaning: the sort of thing some people just do, and enjoy doing, as part of a certain tradition at a certain time of year.
It felt weird.
It was fun.
It might have felt weird because it was fun.
Then again, maybe not.
I was not, I hope, too obsessive about the roof tiles.
It tasted good, though.




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