So there are some real things* happening in my life, but instead, I will blog about something important: Peeps. You may have noticed that people either love or hate Marshmallow Peeps, and that it is not uncommon for a Peep-lover and a Peep-loather to meet, fall in love, marry, and bear offspring. Did you ever wonder about the transmission of Peep affection over generations? Is it genetics? Epigenetics? Modeling? Who knows if the children of such a union will devour marshamallow chicks and bunnies each easter, head first, like their Peep-loving parent, or if they will instead turn to the Cadbury eggs? It keeps me up at night.
As a Peep-lover who married a Peep loather, I have to confess to you that this was not a scientific, double-blind (taste) test. I simply gave my child a Peep (pumpkin shaped) after a healthy dinner of Round Table Pepperoni and Mushroom Pizza (it was one of those days when I gave up trying to be a Good Mom™ altogether - fed her pizza, read a book while she played, that sort of thing) and watched what happened. I am still not entirely sure of the results - judge for yourself.
*Minor car accident, major tax bill, depositions with a rapist and a child molester (with one day off in between) various and sundry motions practice, suits against massive organizations which I can't talk about, a small (but satisfactory) settlement in a sex abuse case, and now a cold. Yeah. Good times. Oh, and a civil sex abuse trial next week in a not-quite-neighboring-county-but-at-least-it's-on-the-coast to get ready for.
I love peeps! Or at least I used to love them, now I can only stomach a few bites- it's amazing how your tolerance for sugary sweetness decreases as you get older.
Glad to hear from you again, I was just thinking this morning that it had been quite a while! And the Peach is looking so cute and grown up!
Posted by: LL | October 14, 2008 at 20:22
The only true Peep is a yellow chick and comes at Easter. Everything else is fake. And the best way to eat a yellow Peep at Easter is frozen
Posted by: jwg | October 15, 2008 at 21:40
ROFL. That face in #3 is priceless. So funny. Sorry you are having such a crazy time right now and sick to boot. :(
Posted by: PT-LawMom | October 15, 2008 at 22:03
Dude - I hate Peeps. But I could live off of those Cadbury MINI eggs. Not the big ones with the cream in the middle. Those are good, too, but nothing beats those mini eggs. Yummmmmm!!
Posted by: trannyhead | October 18, 2008 at 20:10
The first time my little brother encountered a Peep, here's what he said to my dad: "Dad, are these food?"
No one could answer his question, but, boy, did we have a good laugh.
Posted by: Rozanne | October 19, 2008 at 09:51