I’ve thought long and hard about this recently, and I’ve decided that this year, it’s time to overcome my fear of building a gingerbread house.
I know, that probably sounds silly, but you have to realize I’m still scarred after The Great Roof Collapse of 2012. You don’t remember that? Oh….. I do. It was devastating. All my hard work was for naught when the roof structure gave in and the whole house came down with it.
** sigh **
It was a HUGE house too – I can’t even begin to tell you how much flour, sugar, butter, and spices went into the trash.
** another sigh **
I’m also fortunate enough to have an engineer-in-training (aka Sabrina), who will be standing by to offer advice on the best way to keep the house upright. She does have an ulterior motive for this, as she wants to make sure mine works first before she makes one of her own.
Great – my house is the proverbial guinea pig…….