Greg Saunders

Well, it’s hard to believe, but another Christmas has come and gone. It seems like just yesterday I was putting Amy Grant’s “El Shaddai” on heavy rotation and sitting down in my mud room with my Bedazzler and a stack of toilet paper tubes to make festive centerpieces to give out to my mailman and the paper delivery boy instead of tips. But now it’s already time for me to start working on my Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. potholders and Groudhog Day lawn display.

So the latest buzz around my household (by which I mean me and my cat Sarah Paw-lin, formerly Mr. Whiskers) centers around a hot new film called High School Musical 3: Senior Year. Now, if you’re anything like me (and I bet some of you are, as I’m pretty sure my doctor has been stealing my DNA), you had a lot of unanswered questions after the first two High School Musicals. Would Troy and Gabriella stay together? Would the Wildcats win another state championship? Would people think a middle-aged man attending a matinee showing all by himself was a child molester?

As a former high school guidance counselor, I am pretty used to giving people advice. Of course, I gave people a lot of other things, too, whether it was a shoulder to cry on about Coach Miller’s sexual advances (We’ve all been there, sister!) or a big heaping basket of Jolly Ranchers to give them the sugar high they needed to get through finals (or my marriage, ha ha!). But I don’t want to get too much into details, as another lawsuit is the last thing I need right now.