Happy New Year to everyone!
I have been quite a slacker today, going to lunch with my gambling aunt, and planning a casino trip for Saturday. The whole Christmas vacation has flown by in a whirlwind of doctor's appointments, and I have nothing to show for it but a bruise on my neck.
I found my fruitcake online, Claxton Fruitcakes, which is exactly the kind I was looking for. Eat your hearts out, you fruitcakeless unfortunates! You don't know what you're missing.
I would say 'Enough about me!', but we all know that there is never enough about Mrs. Hillbilly Mom here at the Mansion.
I will finish this post with a fourth paragraph starting with 'I' just to prove my point above. Now I must go check the weather for Saturday. We can't have any snow to slow down the Old People Casino Bus.
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Exciting day! We have spent the evening fighting busted water lines. Always a fun time here at the kampground! Hope you have a very happy New Year!!
Kathy,
I'm assuming the water line issue if because of the freezing weather. But you know what happens when we assume!
Happy New Year! I'm hoping you have a good kamping season just around the bend.
I hope your New Year is OH SO HAPPY, Mrs. Hillbilly Mom. And you're more than welcome to all the fruitcake you can manage. All the better to keep it away from us normal folks.
My father, Canned Hamm, swears by what he calls the Corsicana Fruitcake, made by the Collin Street Bakery in Corsicana, Texas. It's apparently more of a cake with fruit and nuts on top, than the "cake with all sorts of junk baked in it" style that the Claxton folks make. Both are equally gross, if'n you ask me. I just stick with jelly donuts, myself.
Hope you don't get too much of the Global Warming that's going around lately. Some people are getting up to 10 inches, I hear.
Stewyoureachipofftheoldcan,
Thank you for the fruitcake infomercial. I have heard of the Claxton variety, but to me, it is but a lesser babka. However, as all good Seinfeld fans know, you can't go wrong by sticking with the jelly donut. That way, the black & white cookie can't fight its way out of your stomach. And it's much more civilized than eating an eclair out of the trash can.
I hear that we are due to get our dose of global warming on Wednesday night into Thursday. For now, we only have temps in the teens, with no moisture.
All I know is that you'd better keep your hands off of my marble rye, or I'll pop you one.
Stewyouknowviolenceisnottheanswer,
They're here! They're here! My box of THREE Claxton mini-fruitcakes arrived last night!
If I want your marble rye, I will snatch it and run away in my Himalayan Walking Shoes! Don't even try to trip me with that cane you used to get your job and executive bathroom at Play Now.
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