Tacky Sweater-Not Wordless Wednesday

Last night was a tacky sweater party, cookie exchange contest. I do not own a beyond awful tacky sweater, and I'm pretty sure (well, here's to hoping) that my mom got rid of her shoulder padded, librarian Christmas tree awesomeness of a sweater. (Don't worry, mom. Some are still okay...as long as they aren't flashing!) I didn't have time to go to thrift stores or anything, so I had to makeshift a sweater.


Now, I know what you're thinking! Where can I get amazing earrings like that? Grab some off your tree and no one will know. Okay, a few will know. Some girls actually thought they were store bought earrings. With ornament hooks on them??? Well, they worked! I wrapped Christmas tree ribbon in my hair and was rocking!!! Heck, yes, people! My sweater was a little bare, but hey, last minute. The toy solider scares me with his eyes rolling in the back of his head, and thought that would be perfect. I also added a beautiful wooden rocking horse, probably dating back to the late '70s. Sadly, I didn't have any more safety pins, or I would have been covered and gone overboard! It would have been awesome!!

I also had the pleasure of being a cookie judge. Now, this is hard work, people. When there are 12 different kinds of cookies and only a little room in your stomach after your have already picked at every food there, this can be a challenge. Not to mention some of the cookies scared me by appearance, so they weren't even entered. I do have to say that I took a bite of a few, and had to slyly spit them out in a napkin when no one was looking. Some sort of cheese biscuit with raisin concoction was not flying with me. Where do you even come up with that, anyway?! So, I'm stuffed and merry at the end of the night.

At the end of the night, I am left with two thoughts:
1. I now know what Ms. Piggy feels like. Please roll me out the door.
2. Am I going to have to get a tetanus shot for sticking ornaments in my ear? I think my head is starting to hurt!