...I'm not saying I sampled everything because there is about a one in a bazillion chance that my doctor might read this post and then I will get really chewed out for eating sugar...
But let's just say, for instance, that a person was getting stuff ready for their Dad's 80th Birthday party ... and ummm.... they got to the next number on the check-list and that number said:
8. Get candy ready for cake table at the party
And let's just say.... ummm.... that while they were hauling all the candy out of the pile of boxes on the dining room table to the kitchen table to put into clear glass dishes and polka dotted pyrex bowls they happened to ... eat like a teeny weeny piece of bit o'honey. And maybe a Hershey kiss or two. And perhaps a peanut candy thing that tastes like the middle of a butterfingers... and that's all... I swear it.
I saw the Chuckles again but I resisted. Really.
I know in the picture it looks like there might be more then the two missing that I confessed earlier but there isn't. It's just the candy is ummm.... messed up.
Yea, that's it. The candy is messy in the box so someone didn't eat another package.
NosirreeBob. Nobody here ate another Chuckles.
OK, let's just get off the subject of eating candy and I'll show you what it looks like in all the dishes. See those big boxes of Crows? The licorice flavored black Dot candy? I'm going to use those for spacers under bowls to get various heights for drama (and some other word that Lisa told me to make sure I did correctly. While we're keeping secrets here plesae don't tell Lisa I forgot what she told me about this earlier)
Now you have to use your imagination because the candy is all going onto a black tablecloth and not on my silly polka dotted kitchen table and I will make them different heights and stuff and I'm going over to make copies of the rationing stamps but now I'm thinking that's going to be too busy but I'm going to have them ready just in case. (breath Jenny, breath!)
And I made this little sign to go with these little cello bags to encourage people to take candy home. My husband told me I need to re-do the sign and make the second line start with a small "t" and I agreed with him. But I'm not really going to do it. I like the capital "T" there. But, listen, don't tell him either.
And I was thinking about adding another line that says something like "take any of the treats EXCEPT the Chuckles" I couldn't think of anything to rhyme...
Ummm.... maybe... Please don't take the Chuckles, because your belt will not buckle.
But that silliness could really just be the sugar over-dose talking.
Oh and I get to cross #1 shoes off the list because I made my husband stop at Famous Footwear yesterday after we went to Home Depot to get firelogs because it is freezing here and I ran in and told the girl I need some black shiny shoes that wouldn't hurt my feet and she showed me some and I put one on and it felt pretty good so I got them BUT they didn't have any black shiny purses so now that is number 9 on my list, sigh, AND #2 because I dropped my skirt off at the dry cleaners to get hemmed AND boy when those skirts are laying flat on the counter they sure look bigger then they actually are (ha!) and #5 I sent the e-mail out to remind everybody about the hair-styling stuff!
If you missed the previous part of this on-going saga of drama and angst (haha!) just click here to go to part 2!