I love the holidays. Every year I get so pumped up for Halloween and Thanksgiving to roll around. Pumpkins, cider, and cinnamon brooms... oh my! I love football season and chili in the crock pot. I love the colors of autumn and the crisp smell of the seasons changing in the air. But man... do I love Christmas. I am the one person in my house who still insists on a real Christmas tree. Can't be havin' any of that fake tree nonsense. There is something magical about the time of year when you get to decorate the house, listen to all of your favorite Christmas tunes, and give presents to your loved ones. And there's the dessert, of course. Ohhhh, the dessert.
Hi pretties.
Every year growing up as a kid my mom would ask me what kind of cake I wanted to help her bake for Christmas. RED VELVET PLEASE MOM! Then my birthday would roll around and she would ask me what kind of cake I'd like for my party. RED VELVET PLEASE MOM! Yeah.... I was that kid. I remember, at one point, my mom being like.. ummmm can we make something new this year please? But really... why mess with perfection?
