Valentine’s Gingerbread Puzzlefest

 

At the risk of making all the rest of you manly-man dudes out there look bad, here’s what I did for my favorite woman who happens to think fresh-cut flowers are not such a nice thing to get as a token of enduring love. (Dying flowers?)

The idea was influenced by an exhibit at X-Initiative (during the show where we presented D’Nono) and a post on my friend Deb’s Blog.

Hand-cut, homemade, gingerbread, Valentine’s anagram!

Edible, they become part of your body.  How much more symbolic can you get?  After eating a few cookies we got to work on additional phrases.

She was thrilled.  I got to eat cookies.  Win, win!