I can’t decide…

…if this post should be titled, “Did I Mention My Husband Manages a Fine Dining Restaurant” or “Yep, I’ve Moved to Tennessee and Turned Into a Redneck.”  You see, the red wine right next to the cheese balls is just too much for me to handle; I had to take a picture.

This was the scene when Gretchen and I were working on our December Daily albums.  Because we were so tickled with ourselves, it was nearing midnight and we always think of the rest of you we came up with a little game.  We switched around some items in the picture.  I’ll post them right on top of each other so you cane compare and contrast.  When you’ve found the 5 things that are missing (there might be 6, I can’t remember) give me the list in the comments section (don’t cheat and go there for the answers either).  Then, I’ll choose a  name at random and when I’m doing my holiday baking, I’ll send you off a little package (hopefully that is enticing to you…I know to my friends in California it will be since there are probably truffles and chocolate chip biscotti involved….oh, and gingerbread men).  Meanwhile, keep me in your prayers because I’m either really going to embarrass Tim with my cheese ball and red wine ways or myself next time I visit California talking and acting like a redneck.