5 years ago today…

What were you doing 5 years ago today? What did you think you would be doing today?

And, because it reminds me of him…

Love and miss you, Buster, now and always. <3

Happy Birthday GingerSass giveaway!

In honor of the first birthday of GingerSass, in addition to rambling and eating cake, I did promise a giveaway!

I will be putting together a really fabulous prize pack of some of my favorite things. Think of it as me “pulling an Oprah,” only without sponsors or really expensive stuff. I’ll be putting together some of my favorite things this weekend (rubber ducky! snacks! fake nails! burning a mix cd of some of my favorite music! play doh! a poem on celesbianism! more things that still need to be determined! ).

One of my favorite things is trying on clothes and pretending to be the sort of girl who makes duckfaces at herself. Maybe I’ll send you a rubber ducky!

You have until April 4th to enter to win a taste of my awesomeness. This is my way of saying thank you for putting up with me and humoring my weirdness for the past year. I really, truly am grateful for all of you, and I can’t wait to see what else this sassy journey holds for us. <3 You da best.

So what are you waiting for? Use the Rafflecopter below to enter and win!

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Birthday cake, Ginger Sass style!

So last week I made a call for you lovely readers to tell me what I should bake/ eat in honor of the first birthday of Ginger Sass. An overwhelming number of people said I should make ginger carrot cake so I did. I cheated a bit and used a box mix, but I added ginger and vanilla extract to the mix, as well as dyed some of the cream cheese frosting orange.

It was a very happy birthday indeed.

Evidence of my cheatery

Mix it upppp

My oven shut off as I was baking. I had to turn it on after waiting 40 mins for the cake to bake so that my cake wouldn’t be soup.

I didn’t have enough dye to make all of the icing orange. Le sigh.

Icing cake is a biotch, as I soon began to realize.

I HATE ICING CAKES LIKE I’VE NEVER HATED ANY ASPECT OF BAKING BEFORE.

I decided to bring the ginger carrot cake home to enjoy with my family. After all, they celebrated my first birthday with me… why not have them celebrate my blog’s first birthday with me as well?

Then it hit me.

I don’t have a cake carrier or anything to transport it in.

It was raining.

And snowing.

And gross.

Aka the worst kind of weather to carry a cake to a parking lot in.

So, using a foil tin, aluminum foil, masking tape, and a cardboard box, I essentially made an aluminum foil igloo/hut/fort/tent/thing for my cake. It got home safely, with only a teeny bit of icing getting on the aluminum foil.

See? It looked really good.

Oh, and it tasted really good as well, despite what my face may suggest.

Happy 1st Birthday, GingerSass. Here’s to many more! <3

I don’t want gay kids.

I was having a conversation with someone the other day, someone who identifies as heterosexual, and it came up that the other heterosexual person in the room had said that he didn’t want gay kids. I think they were both probably expecting me to jump on my soapbox, but I simply continued eating, barely looking up, and said, “I don’t want gay kids either.”

I didn’t think what I was saying was that big of a deal, but it caused both of the people to stare at me, with the one who didn’t want gay kids laughing in disbelief at my response.

While I will be accepting and loving of whatever my future kids turn out to be, I hope they’re straight. I don’t want my future children to have to go through years of a coming out process, and I don’t want them to feel “different” than everyone else growing up. My future kids will already be different because they will have two moms, and I hope that society will be more accepting of this. However, kids will be kids. I know that kids who are “different” in any way are usually made fun of, and my kids will probably be made fun of for having two mommies. If my kids are gay, I’ll obviously still love them and support them and be able to give them advice I may not be able to give my straight children, but I’ll also worry about people associating their gayness with the fact that they have two moms.

I hope that my kids are straight. I hope that they are able to get every right straight people in our country get. I hope that they will be able to have a better life than I have had or will have (even though my life has been pretty awesome). If I were to become engaged today, and if I were to get married in the next year or so, I wouldn’t have the same rights as my parents or other heterosexual couples. If I were to want to start my hypothetical family soon, as a lesbian, I would have to save up for sperm, IVF, and other fertility treatments, even though, as far as I know, my insides work fine. Once my children were born, I would then have to go through a lengthy procedure of making my wife (or civil union partner, depending on if I hopped the border and got married in New York or got civil unionized in Jersey) the adoptive parent of OUR child. Aka I would have to pay even more money for my wife to be legally recognized as my child’s other mother.

If my kids are straight, they can grow up and talk with their peers about their crushes, without worrying about being ostracized or mocked. My kids wouldn’t have to worry about feeling different than everyone else (albeit a bit different with two moms!), and my kids wouldn’t have to go through the gay or lesbian or bisexual or whateversexual coming out process. My kids would probably have a one up in the college application process by playing the gay moms card, but my kids wouldn’t have to worry about their roommates causing hell because they were gay. (Although they’d probably have to “come out” as having 2 moms.) My kids wouldn’t have to worry about secretly searching for colleges with GSAs while applying to schools. Once they graduate, my kids won’t have to add “gay friendly” to the wishlist of potential employer qualities. My kids could legally get married and not have to worry about finding an accepting wedding venue, hairdresser, dressmaker, caterer, photographer, DJ, etc. My kids wouldn’t have to factor in whether or not a community would be accepting of their marriage when looking for a place to live. Finally, my kids COULD start a family whenever they want. They’d also have to worry about accidental pregnancy, but they could totally go to the doctor and go on birth control (if they’re female) without dreading the “Are you sexually active?” and “Is there a chance you could be pregnant?” questions.

I want my future spawn to be happy. I want them to have all the opportunities in the world that they can have. I want them to take on the world and be the best that they can be.

I will love my kids no matter who they are… but I still hope they’re straight. It’ll make their lives a Hell of a lot easier.