my peeps

found here

After work last night, and after my quilting adventure, I went out and purchased a small army of yellow sugary peeps. I did't grow up eating these at Eastertime. In fact, I'm pretty sure they were banned in our house because they are gross. But, somewhere along the way, I started liking them (sophomore year of college perhaps?). Something about that crazy artificial sandpaper texture melting on my tongue. I dunno. But I ate 'em. Yes. All of them. And yes. My tummy still hurts (and my teeth?).

It's one of those seasonal treats that I indulge myself with. Only once a year. At Halloween it's those orange and black wrapped peanut butter taffy things, Valentine's it's Necco convo hearts...you get the idea.