“It’s not the scary house anymore.”
I overheard a mother say this to her son on Halloween night from where I stood on the front porch holding a bowl of candy to give away. A moment later, the boy did walk up the driveway from the sidewalk and say, “Trick or Treat?” I gladly gave him treats and hope he’ll be back next year without the sidewalk hesitation. Like his mother said, that old designation is now put to rest once and for all. Getting there. Step by step. NOTE TO SELF: Get rid of all your old Halloween decorations. The ones you didn’t make time to put out this year.
January 12, 2014
Yesterday was for buying swimsuits. Today I am throwing away the remains of the last bag of jelly beans, after I save the black ones for my dad. I knew there was one more bag in the pantry and couldn’t stop thinking about it. I finally gave in to temptation. Notice the yellow ones are all gone. Not too many orange ones either. This after I’d already snitched ‘em all out of my sons candy bags. Yes, my name is Janean, and I have a jelly bean problem. It ends today. It has to. Damn. Cause I really love jelly beans, but not the sugar laden calories that I must begin counting. Soon. Double damn. ~ Janean
P.S. THIS is my 500th post on Tumblr! Something had to be. Might as well be a frustrated I don’t want to be a diligent dieter saga about one of the most beloved Easter candies of all, the colorful, oblong, jelly bean. I am wooed and wowed by their pretty colors. I admit they dazzle me with their artificial flavors. Purple = Grape, Yellow = Lemon, Orange = orange (easy one), White = Vanilla, Pink = Berry, Red = Cherry, Black = Black Licorice, Green = Not My Favorite and I Don’t Know
My third grade son said, “Good Morning, Bunny” when he saw me this morning.
On spying the Easter candy corn, jelly beans and m&ms in his Easter basket he said, “Sort of like a dessert mix.”
Both boys are chomping chocolate rabbits for breakfast.
One egg hunt coming right up.
Happy Easter to YOU!