March 10, 2009
True Love & Peeps
My husband was a man who would not even slightly hesitate to insert his entire arm into a cow’s uterus.
So, how a cute little squishy marshmallow chick could cause him to cringe, shake and gag was always beyond me.
However, as true love often does, he willingly made small sacrifices for me. One of the sweetest involved seeking out Peeps. Clandestinely poking holes in their cellophane habitats, he would hide the remarkable treats somewhere I was sure never to look. You know that cabinet that they put over the stove that only tall giant sized people ever use to store things?
He went to all this trouble for two very good reasons.
The first was so that the adorable candy creatures would be appropriately ever-so-slightly crunchy-stale when he ceremoniously presented them to me on whatever holiday it was we were celebrating.
And the second, was for the kiss he knew he would get after I finished squealing in delight.
Posted by jaselin at March 10, 2009 12:42 PM