Wednesday, February 27, 2008

In Defense

Chris told me in no uncertain terms the other night that the title of my blog sucked. Okay, so I can't vouch that he said that actual word, but I'm going to play the woman card and take the liberty of twisting his words into what I heard. He claimed that it says nothing about me and therefore it is "dumb" (he did say that actual word).

In the heat of the moment I reverted to the 2nd grade classic, "yeah, well, you're dumb".


The pathetic defense of my precious blog name has been a thorn in my side this week and so I have determined to exonerate my blog in letter form as follows.

Dear Babe,

I'm deeply disturbed at your boldness in telling me I suck. Deeply disturbed. I've got disturbed-ness coming out my ears. I'm writing this letter to you in true defense of "Fruitcakes".

First of all, it's Fruitcakes with an "s", implying not only that I am a fruitcake, but that you are as is our little mini loaf. It's true, deal with it.

Second, do you know me but at all? Fruitcake is a deliciously spiced treat that is a little bit nutty, a little bit fruity, and a little bit whimsically eccentric. Funny, that is the exact diagnosis the shrink wrote up about me.

Finally, listen to this and tell me you don't love the name "Fruitcakes" afterwards. I dare you.

Your fruitcake forever,

P.S. Jimmy Buffett rocks! Which is more or less, but leaning toward more...the reason I liked the name in the first place.

P.P.S. No, you're dumb...and I'm going to need my card back.

1 comment:

Lisa said...

Go Erin for playing the woman card! You and Chris sound hilarious - I bet you laugh all day!