Mary's fruit cake, Emily's baby, life is glorious!

I got up at 2:00am to have another slice of this fruit cake. I have not been able to find really good fruit cake for years. The eighteen dollar ones from a local-supposed -to -be superb company disappointed me so much that after I ate the entire ring of cake I wished that I had bulimic skills .  Thing is  I paid too much for a shite cake - kept eating it insisting that it had to  be good.... for eighteen dollars, must make it so. Idiot....

Mary Moon to the rescue, my god! It is the best fruit cake in the entire world, better than mom's , better than English or Australian cakes, which are mighty good! I stayed up,  watched  several episodes of "Money for Nothing" , made tea, had another slice, and thanked my lucky stars for Mary Moon!

 If you are not familiar with "Money for Nothing" it is  British television  that is wonderful. Designer person saves rubbish from the skip , takes three of the saved  projects to different design experts to up-cycle, resell - takes the profit to the person who took sad old thing to be dumped. The profits are generally sent off to charity of choice by the previous owner- a win win win. The designs and solutions are clever, cool brilliantly done. Saving from landfill, recycling, and giving to charity all in one, Sweet.

 Anyway, back to the fruit cake- I don't know how she made this heavenly/tipsy/fruity/nutty loaf- her skills are above and beyond that is for sure-  fruit cake is my all time fave and this is making me giddy glad!  The gladest.

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I am letting the soft animal of my body get softer and rounder and more involved with loving what it loves! Life is short- shorter, larger sizes are fine with me.

 Emily's bumper sticker- the best I have  ever seen, besides the one that says "Tell your dog I said Hi"!  

 I took Erik's old baby over to play with Flora again, poke the open/ shut eyes, find the nose, remove the diaper-

Put  diaper  on old baby's head and face where it ought to go.
That is how it is done and  you should know that.

Flora knows that laundry, underpants, any cloth that happens to be within reach belongs on head or semi wrapped around shoulders for a sophisticated runway charm  look. Head is best of course. Flora is most certain , her knowings are strong,  her sense of style outstanding.

  Great parents , great  Flora Jane, thee child of the century, more clever than all of us put together. I suppose everyone feels this sort of  hyperbolic heart explosion re:  beloveds- (BUT, just sayin' if there was a contest ...um. this one -winner winner chicken dinner!)

 The lad will be coming up for Christmas , finger crossed, shaved  Portland hair cut, questionable  tattoos , a nose piercing that looks like a booger-  Can't wait to hug him and hide his keys so that , "uh oh" guess he can not drive back to the city- got to live in the basement at Ma's house, *snap*- pity!! The weather could be a problem, so says Don Day, our favorite meteorologist, brought to you by Chugwater Chili. I thought they would send proper cooked chili in a bottle but it is just chili spices so...meh, and nah. 

 We , all  under the same roof for Christmas eve, are sure to be noisy and to  wish  Happy Christmas to all and to all a good night.  May overwhelm Flora.  Another year, done. Flora and fruit cake- life could not be finer!!

( photo - Erik and Em Christmas eve long ago)

Another slice of Mary's fruit cake , a cup of tea, and that's it for the day, or until 2:00 am,  Happy. Thank you Mary, Thank you Emily. LOVE Xx