Hey, while you recover from just one more attack on society to effect change (that is, enrage those in uniform to kill you with relish and mustard (gas)), take a moment to solemnly remember the holiday where Santa Claus cradled the baby Jesus before carving a bunch of nutcrackers for little boys to torture their little sisters with.

But seriously, instead of shopping the hectic malls and midnight madness sales, jump on over to Martha White’s favourite cook, Rhonda Vincent, for a set of paper dolls.  She’ll be glad you did.

Y’all be sure to stop by next week, when we’ll surely have a hot batch of buns in the oven…and we don’t mean the football team’s been raiding the sorority houses again!