Summer vacation with the relatives continues to entertain.
Last evening we went to DQ to help sponsor Miracle Treat day. Of the 9 of us, three ordered Blizzards. I was thrilled to discover a new "mini" size blizzard. And a new flavor, double chocolate cookie dough or some such. Lulu found a buddy to share a little blizzard with her, too.
Today the Captain's mom, the Archaeologist (henceforth "Maryanne") and I took an outing to the bead store for supplies. Afterward I requested a trip to Kohl's in search of a new bathing suit. Despite it being the first of August and NOT bathing suit season, I am actually in desperate need of probably two suits to get me through to mid-September. Depressingly, I could find neither a one piece suit of any style in my size, nor two coordinating pieces. Boo. My search will have to continue.
In good news, I found a lovely pool cover-up on a good sale.
On the way home, we stopped at Walgreens for one quick item. As I accompanied the other ladies to the checkout, Maryanne casually pointed out, "Look, they have candy corn already."
Immediately, desire seized me. There was nothing for it but to purchase a bag of Autumn Mix and eat half of it on the way home. Good golly Miss Molly, but a little binge once in awhile can't hurt, right?
It wouldn't have been so bad if we hadn't just stopped at Sonic for a Route 44 diet cherry limeade.
And I could possibly have even survived the sugar shock had we not been about to be treated to the dinner of the month by the Professor and Maryanne.
After watching a full day of dinner preparations, we had the pleasure of marinated chicken kabobs, greek salad, spanakopita (spinach pie), and baklava. I had three glorious pieces each of the spanakopita and baklava.
Finally, my brain gave out. Adult hour after the kids were in bed consisted of our family favorite card game, Scum. I just couldn't do anything more than lay down cards in the hope that it was my turn. At least I didn't win too well or lose too consistently. Finally my lovely Captain noticed I was having trouble regulating my body temperature, and sent me to bed.
The sugar bomb on my body was totally worth it for that sweet annual rush of candy corn goodness. I figured the candy is probably fresher this week than it will be in another two months.
It's not too early in the season to be confessing to this, is it?