Friends Jason and Michelle helped us decorate gingerbread houses last weekend.
Michelle doesn’t mess around. She is a Serious Gingerbread House Decorator. I’m pretty sure the Smithsonian would be interested in one of her pieces. Amazing. And to make our post-adornment photo shoot more fun, she suggested setting up a village with cars, people, and animals. Oh yes. Awesome.
The village was beautiful and serene. Marshmallow smoke billowed from chimneys. Licorice snap logs were piled on back porches. Gumdrop luminaries glowed along licorice rope driveways and spearmint leaf trees sparkled with sugary colored lights.Marshmallow snowmen sat inside pretzel fences and smiled at candy deer and squirrels frolicking across granulated sugar-snow-covered lawns.
And then, Michelle and Jason left with their houses and good influences, leaving Gingerbread Village vulnerable to attack.
The animals took over. It was mayhem. It was like something out of a Bruce Willis nightmare in 12 Monkeys.
The village has been evacuated and all citizens have taken refuge in a shelter at the North Pole until order can be restored.