Hahaha.  No.  I’m really not.  I hate cooking, I don’t like grocery shopping and I hate doing laundry.  Don’t even get me started on children… I do clean well, but that’s more a product of my OCD.  I often tell people that if I didn’t have to work for a living you’d be able to eat off of my floors.  Also, for months now I’ve had this overarching desire to clean the tops of my kitchen cabinets.  I just KNOW how much dust is up there and it’s secretly driving me insane.

Anyway, enough of my rant about domesticity.  I started this post because I WAS domestic last night.  I MADE CHRISTMAS COOKIES!


The Proof

Drex and I have started a tradition where we drink copious amounts of champers whilst making Christmas cookies.  I find the evening to be quite lovely.