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	<title>Comments on: Having My Fruitcake And Eating It, Too</title>
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		<title>By: Wonky Willie</title>
		<link>http://blog.largetony.com/2005/12/21/having-my-fruitcake-and-eating-it-too/#comment-4700</link>
		<dc:creator>Wonky Willie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Aug 2006 19:08:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Tis the season for fruitcakes. Like those above, they're usually light brown in color with red bits of cherry, a piece of a pecan or other nut here and there, and the occassional glimpse of green whatever-that-green-jelly-like-crap is they put in fruitcakes. Those cakes look harmless enough. But sometimes as a child, when Christmas neared, it became fruitcake season at my house. Grandma invaded our kitchen and for two to three days, batches of fruitcake batter were created so large that they were mixed with a canoe paddle (honest). Unlike the usual light brown fruitcakes in stores, these were nearly black; so dark that the cherries and nuts and green-thingies were only identifiable on close examination. Perhaps it was that the cakes were so dense that light had trouble escaping from their surface. In any event, unfortunate relatives were enlisted to come over and take shifts monitoring the oven around the clock until all of the fruitcakes were baked. Even less fortunate relatives received one of these cakes as their Christmas present. I was only a small lad when this was occurring, but I can recall that it was all so very necessary to make fruitcakes and that it took many bottles of whiskey to make them. I can still recall my grandma individually wrapping dozens of these great ten pound lumps of indigestion in layers of brown paper, then proudly inscribing the name and address of a distant relative on the paper and taking them to the post office. Perhaps it was the combination of my disdain for the awful taste of the cakes, or my tender years, but I always imagined Uncle Roger in California calling out to his wife, "Hey Bessie, come see. Somebody shit in the mailbox!"</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Tis the season for fruitcakes. Like those above, they&#8217;re usually light brown in color with red bits of cherry, a piece of a pecan or other nut here and there, and the occassional glimpse of green whatever-that-green-jelly-like-crap is they put in fruitcakes. Those cakes look harmless enough. But sometimes as a child, when Christmas neared, it became fruitcake season at my house. Grandma invaded our kitchen and for two to three days, batches of fruitcake batter were created so large that they were mixed with a canoe paddle (honest). Unlike the usual light brown fruitcakes in stores, these were nearly black; so dark that the cherries and nuts and green-thingies were only identifiable on close examination. Perhaps it was that the cakes were so dense that light had trouble escaping from their surface. In any event, unfortunate relatives were enlisted to come over and take shifts monitoring the oven around the clock until all of the fruitcakes were baked. Even less fortunate relatives received one of these cakes as their Christmas present. I was only a small lad when this was occurring, but I can recall that it was all so very necessary to make fruitcakes and that it took many bottles of whiskey to make them. I can still recall my grandma individually wrapping dozens of these great ten pound lumps of indigestion in layers of brown paper, then proudly inscribing the name and address of a distant relative on the paper and taking them to the post office. Perhaps it was the combination of my disdain for the awful taste of the cakes, or my tender years, but I always imagined Uncle Roger in California calling out to his wife, &#8220;Hey Bessie, come see. Somebody shit in the mailbox!&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Timothy</title>
		<link>http://blog.largetony.com/2005/12/21/having-my-fruitcake-and-eating-it-too/#comment-2409</link>
		<dc:creator>Timothy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2005 14:26:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hey Tony, I told a friend that you have two ways to live, either out or closet at work. I used to think if this as black and white. But your work place doesn't sound like the kind of place you want to be out at. I personally want to be out at work and not worry about anything but you have to look at it realitically and know when is good to be out and when is not. Just find you anohter friend and go with her. BTW keep up the great work on the blog</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey Tony, I told a friend that you have two ways to live, either out or closet at work. I used to think if this as black and white. But your work place doesn&#8217;t sound like the kind of place you want to be out at. I personally want to be out at work and not worry about anything but you have to look at it realitically and know when is good to be out and when is not. Just find you anohter friend and go with her. BTW keep up the great work on the blog</p>
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		<title>By: Melissa</title>
		<link>http://blog.largetony.com/2005/12/21/having-my-fruitcake-and-eating-it-too/#comment-2402</link>
		<dc:creator>Melissa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Dec 2005 13:01:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hey Tony...I had a friend like that in high school. He took me to every dance, we hung out, we were best friends. (I even dated his brother for about five years) But, then in our senior year he invited someone else to the prom. That hurt my feelings. I didn't want him to keep...but he was mine... 
I hope your Christmas is nice. And we're all getting ready for a new year...  ~Melissa</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey Tony&#8230;I had a friend like that in high school. He took me to every dance, we hung out, we were best friends. (I even dated his brother for about five years) But, then in our senior year he invited someone else to the prom. That hurt my feelings. I didn&#8217;t want him to keep&#8230;but he was mine&#8230;<br />
I hope your Christmas is nice. And we&#8217;re all getting ready for a new year&#8230;  ~Melissa</p>
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		<title>By: deliveryguy</title>
		<link>http://blog.largetony.com/2005/12/21/having-my-fruitcake-and-eating-it-too/#comment-2400</link>
		<dc:creator>deliveryguy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Dec 2005 21:41:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wanting to have a socially acceptable date to the company holiday party is a very normal desire.  If you don't have a significant other (for whom you might be willing to come out in that environment so he could be by your side), then having a single female co-worker to pair up with for that annual event is a huge blessing.  So it's normal to feel hurt when you discover it's no longer an option.

I know you know it's normal, and it's the normalcy that you hate. :-)

I get a similar feeling when I discover that two guys I think are hot have now met each other and are dating.  I want to be happy for them, but the nerve of both of them to turn me down!  Big ego blow.  It's another ego blow to realize how selfish I can be about something that has absolutely nothing to do with me.

Enjoy your pecan pancakes T.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wanting to have a socially acceptable date to the company holiday party is a very normal desire.  If you don&#8217;t have a significant other (for whom you might be willing to come out in that environment so he could be by your side), then having a single female co-worker to pair up with for that annual event is a huge blessing.  So it&#8217;s normal to feel hurt when you discover it&#8217;s no longer an option.</p>
<p>I know you know it&#8217;s normal, and it&#8217;s the normalcy that you hate. <img src='http://blog.largetony.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>I get a similar feeling when I discover that two guys I think are hot have now met each other and are dating.  I want to be happy for them, but the nerve of both of them to turn me down!  Big ego blow.  It&#8217;s another ego blow to realize how selfish I can be about something that has absolutely nothing to do with me.</p>
<p>Enjoy your pecan pancakes T.</p>
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		<title>By: Marlan</title>
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		<dc:creator>Marlan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Dec 2005 07:34:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Tony, first of all, you know I respect you as a writer and for putting it out there for us to read. That said, hang in there. You're maturing, just like that young guy you wrote about earlier. We all have our own timetable--myself, as well. I'm not as out as I should/would like to be, but at my age, I'm comfortable with it. Take care of your self, keep a positive attitude about your feelings about men and it will work out. Have a good Christmas and don't worry about the folks at work. They really don't matter, You do.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Tony, first of all, you know I respect you as a writer and for putting it out there for us to read. That said, hang in there. You&#8217;re maturing, just like that young guy you wrote about earlier. We all have our own timetable&#8211;myself, as well. I&#8217;m not as out as I should/would like to be, but at my age, I&#8217;m comfortable with it. Take care of your self, keep a positive attitude about your feelings about men and it will work out. Have a good Christmas and don&#8217;t worry about the folks at work. They really don&#8217;t matter, You do.</p>
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		<title>By: Scotty</title>
		<link>http://blog.largetony.com/2005/12/21/having-my-fruitcake-and-eating-it-too/#comment-2398</link>
		<dc:creator>Scotty</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Dec 2005 07:24:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I took my partner to our holiday dinner thins year for the first time.  My boss and his wife knows about us, however those in my department do not (well it was rumored but not confirmed) so it was a tough thing to do but I have no regrets.

I hear what you are saying and I felt that way somewhat when my X-wife remarried.  I felt hurt even though I am in a 4 yr relationship.  It is human to feel those feelings.  Time will heal the wound though.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I took my partner to our holiday dinner thins year for the first time.  My boss and his wife knows about us, however those in my department do not (well it was rumored but not confirmed) so it was a tough thing to do but I have no regrets.</p>
<p>I hear what you are saying and I felt that way somewhat when my X-wife remarried.  I felt hurt even though I am in a 4 yr relationship.  It is human to feel those feelings.  Time will heal the wound though.</p>
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		<title>By: higher powered</title>
		<link>http://blog.largetony.com/2005/12/21/having-my-fruitcake-and-eating-it-too/#comment-2395</link>
		<dc:creator>higher powered</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Dec 2005 01:44:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>By writing about it, those feelings will dissipate.  In recovery, that's what we're taught to do.  
You can now just move on.   Hopefully, not to the next girl.  Unless, she wears a jock strap.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By writing about it, those feelings will dissipate.  In recovery, that&#8217;s what we&#8217;re taught to do.<br />
You can now just move on.   Hopefully, not to the next girl.  Unless, she wears a jock strap.</p>
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		<title>By: TonkaManOR</title>
		<link>http://blog.largetony.com/2005/12/21/having-my-fruitcake-and-eating-it-too/#comment-2390</link>
		<dc:creator>TonkaManOR</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Dec 2005 19:58:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>We don't attend my holiday party......Working for law enforcement it gets kinda hard to go to a party full of Republicans.  We went one year and I really got a kick out of shocking a few of the more homophobic ones.  But now its like why spend the money($22/person plus drinks), if we're not going to have a good time.

You're a good guy Tony, but........sometimes we can't always get what we want.  

We're actually skipping Christmas this year.  We spent so much renovating the house (windows, siding, roof, doors) that to go out and spend money we don't have doesn't make sense.

Cheers Buddy!

Tonka</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We don&#8217;t attend my holiday party&#8230;&#8230;Working for law enforcement it gets kinda hard to go to a party full of Republicans.  We went one year and I really got a kick out of shocking a few of the more homophobic ones.  But now its like why spend the money($22/person plus drinks), if we&#8217;re not going to have a good time.</p>
<p>You&#8217;re a good guy Tony, but&#8230;&#8230;..sometimes we can&#8217;t always get what we want.  </p>
<p>We&#8217;re actually skipping Christmas this year.  We spent so much renovating the house (windows, siding, roof, doors) that to go out and spend money we don&#8217;t have doesn&#8217;t make sense.</p>
<p>Cheers Buddy!</p>
<p>Tonka</p>
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		<title>By: Greg</title>
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		<dc:creator>Greg</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Dec 2005 18:27:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You're human, that's all.  AS for the fruitcake, ewww...  I saw one being used as a doorstop because it was so old and hard.  I think one cake could survive a nuclear holocaust.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You&#8217;re human, that&#8217;s all.  AS for the fruitcake, ewww&#8230;  I saw one being used as a doorstop because it was so old and hard.  I think one cake could survive a nuclear holocaust.</p>
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		<title>By: BewilderedofLondon</title>
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		<dc:creator>BewilderedofLondon</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Dec 2005 12:26:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Actually, yes, you're right, that's just ridiculous of you...
As funny old Jung said;
"Neuroses are a substitute for legitimate suffering."</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Actually, yes, you&#8217;re right, that&#8217;s just ridiculous of you&#8230;<br />
As funny old Jung said;<br />
&#8220;Neuroses are a substitute for legitimate suffering.&#8221;</p>
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