The Cookie Incident
Mom always made Christmas cookies all in one day. There would be 8 kinds and she would make and bake in the same day. Some years she would bake until 2 AM.
I got to stir. Woo Hoo.
One infamous night of Holiday baking we broke out the wine, put on some Madonna and got out the videocamera.
I have absolutely no idea what possessed us to film ourselves baking cookies, singing and drinking, but we did. FYI it will never be on YouTube. Ever.
We sing. We bake. We drink.
We sing louder. We dance. We bake. We drink more.
We pulled out a batch of cookies and they are awful.
We drink. We scratch our heads.
We pop in the tape and watch us baking on TV to see what we did wrong.
Apparently, we got so caught up in singing Madonna’s “Borderline,” we missed adding 1 cup of flour and the baking soda.
It’s The Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown
One Halloween, I was 15 and mom said that she had a present to give me if I would do one little thing for her.
I am a sucker for gifts.
I had to sit on our backyard in a pile of leaves cradling a pumpkin and say that I believed in The Great Pumpkin… while she filmed it.
You know what? I totally understand the Menendez Brothers.