Fortune Candy!

A very "short but sweet" (literally) blog today...

As I was stuffing my face last night, (or would that be thighs) I had a "sweet" flashback of a memory.

I would say I was probably about three or so. Mom was strict as far as "goodies/sweets" so it was beyond THRILLING when we were allowed to indulge. Which as I type this brings back another memory-my first apartment with my now hub. One of my first "I have made it! I am "fully-growed!" purchases?! A candy dish WITH candy that I could eat FREELY! The first to fill my dish? Spearmint leaves! Elegant, mature, with a touch of rebellion as they stick very nicely to the teeth you will NOT be brushing afterward.

Okay back to the "jailhouse" treats. As I shoved another Hershey's Kiss in my mouth last night while "making like a potato" on the couch, I remembered how with excitement as a child we used to unravel those goodies. I mean that was half the fun wasn't it? Three year old little fingers did not unwrap and rip as quickly as those of our adult selves, so THAT was almost as good as what was inside.

I guess it was the first time or so I had one because I quickly pulled out the little paper and excitedly handed it to my mom and said, "Mama! Can you wead me my fortune?"

She was not amuzed and just quickly let me know, "That's not a fortune." I looked at it again with my little eyes and said, "Uh-huh. Wook. Words." She said again as she moved on to what she was doing, "No it's not." Oh, the confusion.

Well guess what Mama! Yes it was! And it still is! They ARE fortune candies!