Now I want peeps. I don't even really love them.

Guess it's time to make some oatmeal.

TCG forgot to get me Peeps for Easter. I might have to go steal some from him.

I feel less bad about birthday cake for breakfast knowing someone's out there eating Peeps first thing in the morning.

Sox, ask me about the M&Ms for Breakfast Wars.

My kids have turned into night-time freaks. Owen will wake up a couple of times a week at 2:30 a.m. and not got back to sleep until 6:00 a.m. Then, of course, he sleeps until after 10. He's asleep right now.

DH and I took shifts last night but I was at my wits end and falling asleep sitting up when I woke him up to take over.

And Olivia woke up twice last night, too. She's currently watching Miss Spider and drinking juice.

any/many buffistas in and around baltimore?

The only one I can think of is lisah. Maybe her band will be playing some night and we can go see them. Otherwise, you'll just have to come to D.C. more often for the local-istas.

Isn't sarameg in Baltimore?

- my mother doesn't like jelly-like candy, and thus was I brainwashed.

No gummy worms?? Really? oh, aunt M.

yes, Happy Beans. though, 'lellow' for yellow is still my #1 favorite. as in "can I have one of those lellow peeps?'

Durn - workside reindeer games need squishing (again) ... though I'm working from home, so no one can hear me scream.

Okay, the thought of Cindy licking the bottom of the Peeps box just cracked me up, and the other librarian came to see what was so funny

I'm 40, now. I didn't lick the box. I licked my fingers and then pinched some sugar from the bottom of the box.

Chocolate is my one true candy too, Sparky. It's the only one I'd actively seek if it wasn't in the house. I don't really love Peeps or Jelly Beans, but I do. I have a problem with them. It's almost like I have to have one during the season, and then having that one sets off a spiral. Also see candy corn, which I almost actively loathe, but eat just the same. I also think I have a little sugar rush going on, right now.

My kids have turned into night-time freaks. Owen will wake up a couple of times a week at 2:30 a.m. and not got back to sleep until 6:00 a.m. Then, of course, he sleeps until after 10. He's asleep right now.

Oh you poor thing. Would mass destruction or other life threatening situations result if you didn't sit with him?

Mom is better, Cindy, but some of her health issues are just not going to go away. My mother is all about doing stuff: sewing, cleaning, baking, antiquing, and then more cleaning. You'd never know by looking at my house that I was raised by a woman offended by a speck of dust. Now all those things exhaust her, but she keeps trying to do them.

I think my dislike of anything jelly-sticky-like is two fold -- the above mentioned brainwashing by my mother and the fact that I have a dentist phobia so I've convinced myself that the pure sugar stuff sticking to my teeth will lead me to more time in the chair having cavities filled.

For Easter growing up my mother hid the little chocolate easter eggs for us to find, and for the hunt we were handicapped by age until my middle sister became quite vicious and then had to wait until both I and my oldest sister had had a chance at the eggs before she was allowed down the stairs.

I'm glad she keeps trying, Ginger. May she get to a place where she can do enough of her things to feel like her, while realizing she has to allow herself to make some adjustments.