It’s 5:00 a.m. I just got off the phone with my friend Tom. We talked for more than two hours. About life, theatre, art, our lives, etc. We both were drinking Bulleit Bourbon and wishing that we weren’t drinking on opposite sides of the country. I always like talking to Tom, I just don’t do it very often. Mostly because we always talk for hours and I usually I don’t have that kind of time to give him.
Tonight while we talked I baked cookies. A lot of cookies. I made about 12 dozen cookies tonight. M&M cookies. And cupcake cookies. Oh, and jam cake. I almost forgot about the cake. The cookies are all okay. The first batch of M&M cookies I used baking soda rather than baking powder. They taste the way they should so I guess it’s okay. The cupcake cookies turned out perfectly. The jam cake was another story. Who knows how the cake tastes. I won’t know until we cut into on Sunday. The icing was the problem. It was homemade caramel icing and I couldn’t get it to stick to the cake. The whole thing ended up looking like a bloody mess. Hopefully the taste will overide the look.
The reason I’m doing so much baking is that my roommate and I are having a Christmas Open House on Sunday. A little shindig from 2 till 8. A ton of food and lots of friends and with any luck a lot of fun. So there is to be much baking this week. Which is also why someone threw up Christmas in my apartment last week. There is also much decorating to do. We finally put the decorations on the tree today. And I put greenery all around. And lights. And lights. And lights. At my last guessedmate there are about 35 strands of lights in our living room and kitchen. My roommate has offered to pick up a generator so we can power it all. I actually tested it all last week and today just to make sure there were no power issues. It helps that I’m a lighting guy. Of course if I weren’t a lighting guy we’d have two strands of colored lights that flash on and off to the music of Led Zeplin singing the Christmas music of yesterday and today.
I’m so glad I’m gay.
I’m not even sure the Zed Zeplin comment made sense.