puff. puff. give...

we've been late to the game on a few seasons of some really great shows.

sometimes they're on channels we don't have.

sometimes we just aren't up to speed.

either way, we just put them in our netflix queue and catch up

marathon style.

we like the rush of watch things marathon style.

we become addicted.

i.e. "tell me this isn't the last episode on this dvd. it can't be!"

and "where's the frickin' mailman already? it's not sunday, is it?"

this happened with mad men, eastbound & down, and true blood

to name a few.

a few weeks back my cousin suggested breaking bad

and gave us a copy of the first season to borrow.

have you seen it?

love it.  i'm so involved sometimes it makes my shoulders tense up!

highly recommend.

the storyline revolves around a chemistry teacher

who hooks up with a former loser student

to cook & sell methamphetamine to pay for his cancer treatment.

trust me. it's good.

we're addicted.

speaking of which...where is my damn dvd,  NETFLIX?!?!?

to show our appreciation for introducing us 

to breaking bad

i decided to make some rock candy 

that looked like meth

and send it to my cousins.

classy, right?

i had never made rock candy before

and when i added vanilla for flavor it changed color.

ideally, it would have been colorless for a more authentic meth look.

oh wellsies.

typed up a little note.

found another excuse to use washi tape on something.

another excuse to use my stamps.

{still working on a straight line}

and sent the care package off to my family

so they could rot their teeth out.

if they eat all that rock candy

{which is a total sugar bomb}

they're going to look like they have meth mouth.

i hope they throw it away.

i had so much fun pulling this package together.

time well spent, right?

the REAL question is:

who's gonna be the lucky recipient of a batch of boob cookies

made from leftover candy cane twist cookie dough 

around the holidays?