It’s been a week and still there’s candy left (Surprisingly). Not much (unsurprisingly); but some. Probably because I had my brothers’ Easter baskets to “share”.
…Well, okay, I didn’t really “share” candy with them. That’d have left me with a lot more than I currently have and them a lot less.
Take too much and it’s noticeable, not enough and it’s noticeable.
There has to be a fine balance. A way to keep my candy whole and still enjoy it. Like a neverending Easter basket. That would make a grand gift (and a fat belly).
Sure, every year I stare at the chocolate rabbits that line the shelves and wonder which is the biggest [I can afford]. And not a hollow one. But, a neverending basket? A river of jelly beans, a warren of chocolate rabbits.
I suppose that’s how Willy Wonka lives. Somehow he’s managed to remain skinny…perhaps it’s all the traps he lays around his factory.
Totally worth it.