Thursday, March 10, 2011
Ahh, you're always distracting me. My point is that in the past, I DID have a membership. And whenever I walked down the candy aisle and stood staring up at a 50 gallon barrel of gumballs, I couldn't move. I would will myself to keep going. I even tried threats. But nothing mattered because the only thing I could focus on was large amounts of candy staring me in the face. I'm powerless, I tell you. My husband would always ask, "Why? You don't even LIKE this candy!" And it was true. But it was a pointless argument because I was staring at absolute beauty in sugar form. Pour large amounts of ANY candy in a glass jar, and people will dig right in, completely against their own will. (And by "people," I mean "me.")
P.S. Does anyone know if shamrocks have flowers? Clovers do though, right? I have a vague memory of an odd little rabbit eating clover flowers and not the stems and some deer in a forest that starts on fire...