Home-made ginger debris

It started off beautiful. Or at least acceptable. It is my opinion that a ginger bread house, should clearly state "I am home made", and not be too fancy - no stupid perpendicular or parallell stuff, at all. It had an excellent roof, several windows, a door, and was rather large. I went out to buy the newspaper, no wait that's Santa, I went out to buy powdered sugar and Smarties in happy colours to make decorations on the roof.

When I got back, the roof was missing. I instantaneously (thanks Katie for the word of the day) felt myself blaming Cute Cat for the event that had occured. I tried saving the situation by piling up the roof pieces on top of the house, to make a kind of cool shed-looking house instead. I was quite pleased, and went to cook supper.

When I got back, again the house was missing. And Cute Cat had been sleeping the entire time. I also noticed how soft and weak the ginger bread pieces were, and it seem they hadn't been baked long enough, and had little by little gone all soft, and thence caused the cave-in in my ginger bread mansion.

I again piled up what was left, and was served several brilliant ideas how to support the construction with thick paper and glue, or sticks to hold up the celing, or just buing a plastic airplane to put on top - making my own ginger bread WTC. I was intrigued, although slightly skeptical - how much time and effort was I really prepared to spend on this construction. I thought the issue through over one of the Smarties bags I had bought - If half of the roof is gone, you only need half of the Smarties to decorate it, right?

I was continued skeptical, and decided to wait for an answer to come to me. This morning the issue solved itself. Now, also the front wall, holding the door and windows, had let go - rendering the place more and more inhabitable (for my ginger bread people). It more and more looked like some ruins of something that once might have been something great, or not. It is hard to tell from a ruin of this kind. I am kind of thinking either cover it in ashes, making my own Pompeji, or covering it in garbage, and storing it in my trash.

However crappy it looks, it gives a nice ginger bread scent to the entire room, still bringing some Christmas spirit to the place. So it will stay another little while, before permanently being stored in the trash can out back.

I have already opened the last bag of Smarties - to celebrate.