I can’t type too much right now because today was baking day 2007 and I’m going to explode into a rainbow of cookies. By the way my heart is pounding from all the sugar, it could happen at any moment. I can see it beating through my shirt.
We made about 407 different recipes and there are still more to finish. We each have at least one “homework” recipe. I have two – Florentines and Molasses cookies. I made sugar cookies last night so that we …

“Don’t drive in there!”
“Why? It’s the garage, that’s what it’s for.”
“Because you have a tree on top of the car!”
“So?”
“Oh, listen! Scritch! Scritch! Scratch! Scratch! It’s rubbing on the ceiling. There are sparks! Now our tree is on fire! Christmas is ruined and it’s all your fault.”

I don’t want to join the military – I never have. I know that there are plenty of other gays who do, though, and I don’t understand why it’s a big deal. People who are against it seem to think that gays enter the military for the dating scene. Seriously?
Our local paper recently had a column on this subject, and I didn’t read it. I wasn’t interested in that. I was, however, interested in the ways homophobic people would try to ram their points across …

I grew up in a Catholic household and spent my formative years in a Catholic grade school complete with ugly plaid uniforms and regular trips to church. As a family, we went to mass on a near-weekly basis until I was in sixth grade. It was then that my parents insisted my sister and I continue on to church while they stayed home sleeping in, eating breakfast and reading the paper. Instead we would sneak to Winchell’s for donuts and then swing by the church just long …

Every year I provide my family with a list of gift ideas. Since I have a birthday a scant four days after that of the baby Jesus, I make it slightly more elaborate that I otherwise would. I do this because I fully expect two separate gifts. If you’re a near-Christmas baby you probably understand the bitterness I have towards the perpetrators of of the two-in-one gift. I know this makes me sound selfish, and you’re probably right, but I at least want it to be …