erm…things have been a bit on the crazy side, as they’re wont to do during the holidaze. today i went to brunch with kate and jenn (per usual for sunday) at melt. this is the second sunday that i’ve been back since i returned to the states, and also the second sunday that i’ve had my brunch at melt. i have to tell you, i really really missed it. a lot. i think it’s very possible that they put some sort of addictive drug in their food. like chipotle. i mean, not that melt puts chipotle in their food, but that…ahh fuck it.
anyway.
after that, and then doing some christmas shopping down in the gateway quarter of downtown cincinnati (buy local!) for christmas pressies, kate and jenn and i headed over to the know theatre to see “a very merry unauthorized children’s scientology pageant,” which was pretty much amazing. i learned a lot about l. ron and xenu at that little musical. plus, i laughed a lot. always a plus.
when i got home, my sister had plans for us to make christmas cookies. FBIL (future bro-in-law) had plans to make some mixed adult beverages. there are a few possible outcomes for mixing christmas cookie-making with alcohol. i don’t think that any of them turn out well. i may or may not have had a drink (or two) (or three):
and of course, when you’ve had a few, you have a tendency to think that you are THE BEST at whatever it is you happen to be doing at the time. in my case, it was decorating cookies:
this was my wonderful (heh) flamenco dancer. her icing at the top of her flamenco pants is a little flat….it’s entirely possible that i was holding her up to show my sister and FBIL and her right hand broke off and she fell on my lap, icing down, of course. also, she has evil eyes. and cleaveage. as flamenco dancers do.
OH! and i also managed to make some gay pride gingerbread christmas cookies for my friends (whom i am cat/house-sitting for over christmas):
sirrusly, who ever gets gay pride gingerbread christmas cookies??? my friends, that’s who!!!
in other news, i will (most likely) officially be an employee of…someone…tomorrow. i filled out an application. i’m still not quite sure if i’m working for FBIL, or FBIL’s employer. but i’m pretty sure that i’ll be working for FBIL’s employer. trying to get some sort of schedule worked out after not having one for almost 5 months will be interesting, to say the least. but it will definitely be nice to have some sort of income again. you know, to keep the people from coming and breaking my kneecaps and stuff.
ooh! food’s ready! gotta jet. foooooodddd…..
I was enjoying the post, then I read the categories and snorted my coffee through my nose. Cheers!
PS. Hope you got that foot of snow, it is surprisingly nice in Glasgow today.
teehee! glad i could help.
ps. there is maybe 1/8″ of snow on the ground. pissed off. :p
That is a pretty darn cool gingerbread man, it has to be said.
you’re too kind! (no really, in all sobriety, that is one awful looking cookie. i certainly wouldn’t eat it.)
Who cares what the cookie looks like as long as it’s tasty. And cookies are _always_ tasty.
I think the amount of food colouring on that could quite possibly give someone a fit.
All I can taste is red and green…
I want to make cookies with you! Those are awesome looking.
And who doesn’t love gay pride anything, really?
martin – i didn’t get a chance to taste it (or the gay pride cookies) as my sister (graceful as she is) accidentally knocked the entire tin of cookies on the ground. no gay pride cookies for my friends. boooo!!!
peggy lu – mebbe next time i’m in the SF area we can meet up and make cookies.
And I meant to say, I like in the picture how you’re drinking from a glass of wine, with a backup glass on the table, and in your other hand you’re keeping hold of (what I can only imagine is) a cocktail.
No wonder your gingerbread people are so … unique?
to be fair, one of those was my sister’s drink that she decided was too…*ahem*…alcoholic tasting. of course, that doesn’t stop me.
and it’s very possible that the alcohol consumption had something to do with my “unique” cookies. 