Sunday, January 23, 2011
No Cooking Involved
Why Smurfs, you ask? I don't really know. All I know is that my now thirty-eight-year-old friend was lamenting that his childhood collection of Smurfs had been dropped off at Goodwill by his mom. That was enough to spawn a Smurf-themed party. And I couldn't resist this little guy - a Smurf with a stein. What do you think his name is? Tipsy Smurf?!?