Let alone that I’ve been remiss in posting any “Wednesday Roundups” or “Flashback Fridays,” but now I’m even mixing them all up and going for a flashback. I blame any missed posts or mix-ups or “just get it up there when I can” blogging on her:
She needs stuff ALL day. Like food. And bottles. And diapers. And attention. And to a lesser extent, the blame also goes to this one:
She’s not a “that’s OK, Mom, I’ll go hang out by myself for awhile” kinda kid.
Doing it all is impossible. Scratch that. I can do it all, but doing it all WELL is impossible. Add to that my issues with anxiety over clutter and unfinished house chores and well…. There you go. So on this here, National Candy Corn Day, I’m going for a flashback. I’m curious how many of you actually eat candy corn? If it doesn’t have chocolate attached to it, I usually don’t eat it. I originally posted “the emotional life of candy corn” back in 2009. That’s four years ago, if you’re counting. In blogland, that’s about 25 years. Here it is again, just for kicks:
love
jealousy
fear
embarrassment
shock (or guilt?)
hilarity
pain
confusion
Laura Perry says
That was precious!!! 🙂
Susan Graves says
I like Candy Corn – I LOVE candy corn! My mother always served it with salted peanuts. The sweet and salty mix is wonderful. We have this treat for Halloween every year.
meaghanmountford says
OK, Susan, I could get on board with sweet and salty. That’s my favorite combo!