It’s the day after Easter and that usually means I’m suffering through a sugar hangover, but not this year. This year I didn’t have ONE chocolate egg. I didn’t have anything in the candy food group… (and yes, candy is its very own food group and if not, it should be).
I’ve broken up with the Candy Food Group. We just weren’t getting along. He (I just assume candy is a he) was adding pounds to my already too high weight and after we were together, I never felt good about myself. I would eat a candy bar and it tasted good while I was eating it (not going to lie about that) but after about 20 minutes the sugar high would fade and then I felt awful. So we’ve called it quits. But the calling it quits is a whole lot easier when you don’t have to face a basket filled with all manner of great candy.
I’ll admit I missed those Reese’s eggs, but I don’t feel cheated. I got to watch my amazing Grand boy, Ben, hunt eggs, eat candy and blow bubbles. AND I got to wear the smallest pair of jeans I own and they are a little too big.
TAKE that Candy!!
And just BECAUSE — here is Ben and the bunny. Ben loved Bunny and Bunny loved to eat. It was a good match.
