I’m not going to waste time making excuses, I’ll just come right out and say it…
Y’all, I am terrible at holidays.
Decorating makes me hyperventilate.
My gift-selection skills are challenged.
I can’t sing worth a hoot.
My one redeeming quality is that I can make some serious treats. Yes, ma’am.
So a few years ago I got a truffle recipe from a friend. It involves a package of Oreos, cream cheese, and melted chocolate.
Eazy-peazy, I thought.
So I slaved away in the kitchen making my confections, imagining that I would soon get a phone call that went something like this, “What, Martha? Did you say you’d like to have me in the studio tomorrow? Well, I already booked with Rachel. Maybe next year.”
Needless to say, the phone did not ring and it’s a good thing because when I got done…