I think just about everyone is in the Bah Hum Bug frame of mind. Usually I love Christmas, but this year it just seems like one more headache. My aunt has done quite a bit of baking. Cookies and breads. She's pretty good, but I miss my mom's home made apple pies. She makes the best pie crust. No one lets me play with the oven. I'm allowed to make chili and that's it.

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"BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Will he offer me his mouth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his teeth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his jaws? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Again, will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes! GIRL: Yes. BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Yes. BOY: I bet you say that to all the boys!" -Meatloaf