This one time, someone left a box of donuts in the hallway outside my apartment door. I ate them all. One does not question floor donuts when they appear as if from nowhere.
Every weekend, my son asks “Hey, can we have donuts?” come on, we never have them… we just had them last weekend. I knowwwwww, we never have them. That was a whole week ago!
He drives me crazy! And, he has to have the BIGGEST ONE (he’s 11) and always wants the HUGE cinnamon roll and doesn’t want to share. But, he’d like to share everyone else’s and what they got. Can I have half of that maple bar? How ’bout a couple of donut holes? My God, child, you just ate that cinnamon roll.
Diabetes and going vegan have eliminated what used to be a wonderful relationship between me and creme-filled chocolate icing donuts or the store-bought white frosting ones.
I don’t normally miss them anymore. The idea of dying kinda negates the great taste.
However, I do understand. Someone, however, was talking yesterday about donuts with bacon. I. can’t, see, that.
Scott
The eating of the donuts part is just like love. And the emptiness of the box and the sadness of not seeing any more, is just like getting your heart stomped on.
Have you come up for air yet?…:(
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Barely 😉
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mmmm…donuts. 🙂
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I am about to make sweet mouth love to some Carmel corn myself…
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This one time, someone left a box of donuts in the hallway outside my apartment door. I ate them all. One does not question floor donuts when they appear as if from nowhere.
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YES. ONE NEVER QUESTIONS DONUTS.
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Every weekend, my son asks “Hey, can we have donuts?” come on, we never have them… we just had them last weekend. I knowwwwww, we never have them. That was a whole week ago!
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Hahaha awwwww. He gets it 😉
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He drives me crazy! And, he has to have the BIGGEST ONE (he’s 11) and always wants the HUGE cinnamon roll and doesn’t want to share. But, he’d like to share everyone else’s and what they got. Can I have half of that maple bar? How ’bout a couple of donut holes? My God, child, you just ate that cinnamon roll.
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I feel like your son and I may be the same person.
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I apologize for the puddle of drool I left on your blog.
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It’s totally fine, it will just mix with mine.
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Diabetes and going vegan have eliminated what used to be a wonderful relationship between me and creme-filled chocolate icing donuts or the store-bought white frosting ones.
I don’t normally miss them anymore. The idea of dying kinda negates the great taste.
However, I do understand. Someone, however, was talking yesterday about donuts with bacon. I. can’t, see, that.
Scott
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Yeah, I can’t get on board with the bacon donut either!
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The eating of the donuts part is just like love. And the emptiness of the box and the sadness of not seeing any more, is just like getting your heart stomped on.
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YOU, SIR, ARE A GENTLEMAN AND A SCHOLAR.
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When it comes to food, I’m a scholar, but when it comes to being a gentleman, I’m a dunce.
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