In which I reveal an embarrassing secret and attempt to atone for my neglect

I figure after neglecting this site for nearly a month I should make my big comeback by confessing my deepest, darkest secret.  This is something I’ve tried over and over to play down or explain away.  I’ve tried to quit cold turkey, but I always go back for more.

That’s right…I’m a fan of Martha Stewart.  I’ve attempted to hide this fact from the public for as long as possible, but the plain truth is that the main reason my mom still subscribes to her magazine is because I read them religiously.  As a high schooler I used to relish days off and late-starts just so I could watch Martha Stewart Living in my pajamas at 10 am.

It’s true that when you take in all of her cute ideas and sage housekeeping advice at once they become overwhelming — and often hilarious.  It’s also true that her current passion for faux-bois everything is mildly irritating.  Not all of us like our Christmas cookies decorated with a fake wood grain pattern.  However, I usually consult her website before doing anything crafty or before attempting to find new recipes.  The woman has captivated my heart and capitalized on my desire to cook, clean, garden and entertain like a New England gazillionaire.

There you have it.  I’ve publicly debased myself.  Now I can try to excuse myself for not writing by mentioning the fact that I moved home and that I got a new job that I actually enjoy.  I hope to be able to write plenty in the future about my Christmas baking escapades.  I’ll probably pass over Thanksgiving in its entirety — because everyone knows what that entails.