Santa hats and gingerbread men

I wasn't going to write another post until after Christmas but something happened. I got a gift. It's one I didn't even have on my list. And it's perfect.
It's a light-up musical Santa hat and I don't know how I lived my life without it.

I have no idea how my family knew I would love it, though I may have given my daughter a slight hint. We were at a concert together, where I saw one and immediately squeed, "OH MY GOD I HAVE TO HAVE A HAT LIKE THAT!" 

Subtlety is my middle name. 

Anyway, what makes this Santa hat so perfect for me can be summed up in three major points:

• It's obnoxious.
• It scares our Thor hating cat who still hasn't paid for abducted my voodoo doll, Stan. (Which my wonderful husband later found moderately mangled behind the back of my desk.) But most importantly...
• It has murderous intentions that I find highly comical.

For the last one, allow me to demonstrate by showing you my amateurishly created video of which I am very proud. After you watch it I must ask you, is this not the most AWESOME Santa hat in the world?

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The answer, of course, is a resounding "yes." This hat has boundless possibilities. It has also quenched my thirst for carnage, though I still intend to continue my rampage by baking ninja gingerbread men.

Or maybe I should go totally macabre and make skeleton gingerbread cookies?Decisions, decisions.

I'm kidding, of course. About the "lust for carnage" business, I mean. I still fully intend to bake those cookies.

Still, I do feel the need to end on a pleasant note while still remaining with the gingerbread theme. Therefore, I will share this totally cute Hobbit Hole gingerbread house I saw at The Festival of Trees. (Yes, I realize I just outed myself as a LOTR fan.)

Also, for those animal lovers out there, I promise not to scare my cat with the hat. Truth be told, I really do cherish that crazed beast. Plus when he's frightened he pees himself and it's really a pain to clean up.