Miss Elizabeth's Absurd Diary of Mouth-Watering Romantic Delicacies

Miss Elizabeth's Absurd Diary of Mouth-Watering Romantic Delicacies

My dear diary,

Words alone cannot express my adoration for a certain Mr. G---. I believe you know exactly who I mean. When he enters the room, the gelatin of my heart co-mingles with his sugar and becomes beloved strawberry jell-O. My soul jiggles as do the fabled jell-O jiggles of old. my brain whirls as though my well-meaning friends had poured cheap vodka into the molds and created jell-O jiggler shots.

I desire nothing more than to guzzle the jell-O jiggler shots of Mr. G---'s soul as does a praying mantis with her mate's head, only not in a deadly way, you understand (dear diary!), but in a sugar-splendid, strawberry-sticky, looooove way. I'm almost certain you understand.

Words are not enough. Here is a jell-O kiss on the page. 💋

Your ever so darling cardamom rum crumbcake,

Elizabeth