
I have been experimenting with baking. Obviously. The gingerbread boys seem to have club feet.
I say "experimenting" because there is always a high likelihood that none of my end products will be fit for consumption. That's why we always have a good rotisserie chicken available as backup. Ha. Not sure why there's a chicken in the picture.

But some of the end products have looked decent this year, which I suppose is a start. Hopefully I'll have things actually tasting decent before Christmas arrives. Because so far nothing has really stood out as a winner. The sandwich-looking things above were relatively good...cranberry-oatmeal cookies with cream cheese icing in the middle. Thank you, Rachael Ray.
In completely unrelated news, I paid $18 (tip and everything) for a haircut today. I don't want to tell you how much cheaper that is than what I normally pay, but suffice it to say that now we can actually heat our house this winter.
I did something else monumental today. I killed a
spider. With my father's college fraternity paddle. Just looking at the link for the spider is making me want to run and scream. A house spider. Come on. I've heard of house music, house parties and house keepers...but never a house spider.
Heckuva day over here in the Vileation Nation.
Check out Jake talking with Luther. Luther is obviously really blown away by Jake's sparkling conversation.