My fingers are behaving oddly. They are dried and cracked on outsides of my index fingers and thumb.
It isn't the weather. It isn't a fungus. It isn't a lack of hand creme.
It is grapefruit.
Lots and lots of grapefruit. Torn apart with my bare hands and consumed with a sprinkle of sugar. I couldn't resist. It was a baseball fund raiser. I love the smell. I love the taste. Tuff loves "pink oranges" and will usually eat a section or two with me while we read bedtime books.
I love grapefruit.... but I think I'm going to have to start cutting them in half and eating them with a spoon like a civilized person.
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