It’s that time of the year again.
The candy gathering season is over and once again the cupboards overflow with sweets.
In fact, I just finished the sweet survey in our kitchen and here are the results: Rice Krispies treats, open bag of marshmallows, peppermint candy, circus peanuts, milk chocolate covered cherries, orange slices, red licorice, giant candy cane, Necco wafers, ice cream bars, and a gallon of ice cream!
Hey, don’t be judging me, I hardly bought any of them.
In my defense most of these sweets were included as gifts this past Christmas.
The family knows old, grandpa has a sweet tooth.
And boy, that is the truth. Somewhere in my brain are some neurons whose motto is ‘candy is dandy’!
When I grew up on the farm those many years ago our mother would announce as Lent approached, “Lent will be here shortly so let’s give up candy again this Lenten season.”
Those brain neurons that are responsible for my sweet tooth I’m sure trembled in fear hearing those words!
But being a good Catholic I feared reneging on the promise to go six weeks candy free could be very dangerous. If I failed and consumed one jellybean my soul would go immediately to Hell!
Those darn nuns that taught us Catechism didn’t realize the guilt they were needlessly putting me through. 🙁
I was a very honest young Catholic, so I had a small box in my bedroom to place candy that came into my hands over the Lenten season.
Birthday treats from classmates, candy offered at friends’ houses, and sweets handed out by the clerk at the grocery store are all examples of ways I was tempted during Lent.
But I faithfully placed those sweets in my little box in my bedroom and waited for Holy Saturday because at noon on Holy Saturday the candy fast was over.
All my siblings and I headed for our stash of Lenten candy.
Sometimes the candy feast got a little violent when one sibling hadn’t amassed as much candy as the others. So, they tried to mooch off their siblings.
Very quickly World War Three would irrupt and Mom would confiscate the remaining candy and we siblings would have to wait until Easter morning to satisfy our sweet tooth. 🙁
Now with the experience of those many candy- free Lents you would think I would have learned how to control my sweet tooth.
You would be wrong!
Now as I lay back in my easy chair watching television all those sweets, I mentioned earlier are calling me to come to the cupboard and do some taste testing.
It’s hard to resist the call.
Some days I am successful and only partake sparingly. Then there are the days when I fall off the wagon and consume way too much candy.
I’m glad I dislike the taste of alcohol because if I didn’t, I’m sure I would be attending A.A. weekly! 🙁
Say, maybe I could start a new organization for people with the sweet tooth. We would call it C.A. (candy anonymous). 🙂
Well, I have written a little over 200 blogs in my writing career, but this has to be the sweetest one. (I couldn’t resist that. 🙂 )
Now after writing about all those tasty things in my cupboard, I think I’m going to go downstairs and enjoy…… a big, green leafy salad!
Did I just type that?
Maybe writing this blog scared those brain neurons to death!
One can only hope. 🙂
Until next time.
