Why Did Christmas Make Me Do This!?!??!?!

DAMN YOU PAULA DEEN!!!!!

Yep, I fell for it. Putting a heinous picture of myself sans make- up on my blog? No. I decided to have a little Holiday Cocktail Party. That Paula Deen got in my head and messed with it. I saw her joyful smile on the cover of her magazine in my local grocery store willing me to pick her up. I immediately open her magazine, (creatively named Paula) and feel COMPELLED to host a party and make some of her yummy nibbles. Well, looking back now. I should have just ignored her impish grin, grabbed a Cosmo and kept going. I am not bitter I had the party, no problem with that, and for y'all that were there, it was SO great to see you! I am bitter than I gained 2 pounds over the holiday. Yeah, its your fault PAULA. Being "Bridearexic" I should have steered clear of recipies that included "3 packages cream cheese, 1 stick butter, 1 pound bacon." But, did I listen to my inner skinny bride that is trying to come out in May? Nope. I listened to my inner fat kid. Fat kid won. A-gain.

Yeah, yeah, its about friends eating and drinking together. Yes, it is. But, I ask, WHY am I compelled to put on the perfect Holiday Cocktail Party??? Why couldn't I just host a party like I did in college? Chick-fil-a party tray, some chips and salsa, and maybe a little candy in a dish. Don't forget the red dixie keg cups. We were all about being festive then.

Nope, I am making things I have never made before, sweating like a pig and generally freaking myself out. Snake was very supportive. He vacuumed ever crevice in the house while I screamed in terror, "We aren't gonna have enough food." His reply, "Do we have enough booze?", which of course we did.

It was a great time, and so nice to spend some time with friends. I am thinking that next year, maybe keg cups....

Happy New Year!