Thursday, March 24, 2005
What's the deal with Peeps? ... and other Easter candy rambings
What is it with Peeps? I mean, I get it. They are loved. They are popular. Personally I find them to be vile little bastards. Sorry, but sugar coated, soft marshmallow? Just.... no. I don't understand why they're so loved. Don't believe me? Well, you obviously haven't see the Lord of the Peeps - The Fellowship of the Peep (for real people - you must check this out). Then there's the Peep Research site where you can see people with even more time on their hands than I have, expose and document what happens to a Peep when soaked in nitrogen and hit with a hammer. I kid you not. Go check it out. Amusing shiz-nit, let me tell you.
It's not that I'm not into Easter candy either. Let's face it. Besides Spring Break and the fact that Winter is usually over or nearly over, candy is a big thing to look forward to come Easter season. My personal favorite is hands down the Dove Truffle Egg. Heaven help me, they are to die for. Thankfully for my waistline they are only available during this time of year. Seriously, they easily rival the milk chocolate See's truffles. Granted, I am a bigger fan of the dark chocolate See's truffles - but still. See's is awesome. Dove truffle eggs are, likewise, awesome.
Dove Truffle Egg *drool*
As I sat here tonight thinking of, what else but Peeps (as if you couldn't tell) I thought about how much I really dislike them. I haven't had one in years and don't plan to change that anytime soon. I just don't enjoy them - they're rather gross to be quite frank. I buy them several times a year because my husband really enjoys them. Peeps aren't just for Easter any more folks. Nope, the Just Born folks also put them out for Valentine's Day, Halloween, Christmas, 4th of July. As if once a year wasn't enough. *gag* But hey, I love my husband, so I buy him a pack or two each holiday they're available. But me? I steer clear. Way, way clear. Peeps are just not for me.
Then I remembered. Oh, dear. Peeps did get to me. Ugh. I own a pair of Peep earrings. Shoot! I will admit that I am the one who purchased them. I'm sorry, they were freakin' adorable. Tacky and juvenile. But adorable. Perhaps the most tragic thing is, if I remember I actually wear them one day a year. Just to the kid's class Easter party. But still. Send fashion help. Now. Hurry.
My Peep Earrings