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    I hate America Monday, January 14, 2008 |

    Saturday night I wanted to bake a cake for friends. We didn't have any icing. I ran to my local grocery store for some chocolate icing. This is what I was confronted with:

    These were just what was handy. Seven freaking varieties of chocolate icing. Prefer "Creamy Homestyle Classic Chocolate?"-got it. "Creamy Supreme Chocolate Cream Cheese?"-done. "Whipped Supreme Milk Chocolate?"-Thank GOD it's here!

    Let me make this clear. These were just in one section. There were other sections. This is Crazy (capital "C" intentional).

    Once I grabbed one (Creamy Supreme Chocolate Cream Cheese thank you very much), I then had to go grab some ice cream...once I'd settled on Edy's slow Churned 1/2 Fat Vanilla, I still had to decide between Vanilla, Vanilla Bean, or French Vanilla.

    I hate America.

    The cake was magnificent.

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    It's only my opinion...

    "I'm learning to appreciate that unity in the Body is not as easy as it seems. There is a vast amount of thought out there concerning a homeless carpenter from Nazareth that lived 2,000 years ago. I cetainly have some thoughts about this guy. He's changed my life. Made me look at the world I live in differently. My thoughts aren't necessarily right. But I'm thinking, considering his life, wondering how the way he lived will change the way I live. These are my opinions only. No facts here. Other than I'm loved more than I will ever understand. And for that I am thankful."