Wednesday, 17 December 2008

  • I'm glad I haven't had experience with fruitcake this bad! My Grandma's is yummy! Anyway it's a cute song. We have it on CD by the Von Trap Children.

    (Hi kids! This is your Great Aunt Frances calling to let you know that my special gift is on its way! I know Christmas wouldn’t be Christmas without it! I’ll talk to you soon…I love you…Bye!)

    Every year, about this time, your gift comes in the mail
    And I know it’s sent with good intent, I know that you mean well
    And as much as I adore you, please know that I’m sincere when I say
    Please don’t send me fruitcake this year
    (Oh nasty! Gross! Blecch!)

    I’ve tried it with my coffee. I’ve tried it with me tea
    I’ve covered it with butter. I’ve smothered it with melted cheese
    I’ve tried it dipped in chocolate. We washed it down with Coke
    We’ve eaten so much fruitcake that we’re about to choke

    So…Please don’t send me fruitcake
    Please don’t take the time to bake a fruitcake
    It’s your fruitcake that I fear
    (You got a Coke? You drank my last one! Oh yeah!)
    Please don’t send me fruitcake…
    It just sits there on the plate
    So please don’t send me fruitcake this year

    I fed it to the kitty, she scratched me ‘cross the cheek (Meow!)
    And like, I sent it to the neighbors, And now they refuse to speak to me
    I fed some to the goldfish, they floated to the top
    I gave my boss a fruitcake, he gave away my job!

    So…Please don’t send me fruitcake
    Please don’t take the time to bake a fruitcake
    It’s your fruitcake that I fear
    Take it boys!
    Please don’t send me fruitcake
    Those chewy, red and greenish candied thingies I hate
    S o please don’t send me fruitcake this year

    (Fire up that harp! Okay. Smokin'! Thanks!)

    Send me your love, send me your kisses
    Send me your warmest Christmas wish
    Just please don’t send me fruitcake this year!
    (Send me socks! Uh, underwear! Umm, more socks!)

    Please don’t send me fruitcake
    Please don’t take the time to bake a fruitcake
    It’s your fruitcake that I fear
    Please don’t send me fruitcake
    (That moldy, rancid paperweight)
    So, please don’t send me fruitcake
    Send me anything but fruitcake!
    Please don’t send me fruitcake this year

    (Merry Christmas everybody! Hey I’m thirsty, you want a Coke? Sure you got a quarter? Yeah, I got – no, I got two nickels… hey, y’know, you play that harp pretty well…)

    Copyright © 1993 Che-Rollin' Music (ASCAP)



    Mom n Dad and Dennis n I  went to hear the Messiah a week and a half ago. Then on Saturday night Dennis n I joined some of my friends from here to see the Gospel according to Scrooge. It helps get you in the Christmasy spirit to take in some productions that are made for the season. This past Sunday afternoon we went caroling and passed out food boxes in Columbus. I always enjoy seeing the joy on people's faces and hearing their responses.

    Right now we are living in the basement while we redo the kitchen, den, and living room. Dad and Bruce moved the stove and refrigerator down and it's quite cozy. It has taken a lot of work to go through things and pack away things and decide if we'll need this or that before we move back into the kitchen the middle or end of January. Sometimes we'll be making a meal and Mom will say, "Hey, Cindi, do you know where this dish is?" So I go search through the boxes in the bonus room above the garage. We keep talking about how NICE it will be once everything is in place and we can get back to normal!

    Then of course there is the fun of wedding plans. "Hey, I just thought of this idea! Mom, what do you thing of this?" I'm sure everyone will be sick of me talking about it by the time it comes!

    Wishing you all a very wonderful Christmas season!
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