Well. Someone likes fruit cake. The grandpa likes fruitcake. So the mom and the girl decided to make a fruit cake. And the girl cut up all these sugar bombs. Raisins. Dates. Apricots. Pineapple. Cherries. OMG.
Anyone know if high blood sugars can happen through osmosis? Because if they do it’s going to be a long night.
And no matter how much I stare at the mom she just kept on working. And the girl keeps working.
Fruit cake schmootcake. Merry let’s get this holiday over.
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Sorry Darwin…but I like fruitcake!