Tuesday, November 9, 2010

peeps

I love peeps.  I always have.  My favorite way to have them is slightly stale, so that they are nice and chewy and last longer in my mouth.

I had no idea there is a whole group of people in the world dedicated to peeps.

There is a website for peeps: http://www.marshmallowpeeps.com/

A Wiki page for peeps: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peeps

And there is even a research site dedicated to peeps: http://www.peepresearch.org/


So today Steve comes to take me to lunch and I have an effing headache.  A real pounder.  The kind that makes you focus so inward that you don't really know what is going on outside of your head.  We went to a nice little restaurant, Jim n Nick's, and I ordered just soup and salad because I wasn't really hungry.  Pain is about the only thing that will make me forget food, albeit temporarily.  So I eat about 5 bites of soup and about that much of salad, leaving at least two thirds on my plate.  I am feeling pretty queasy at that point and Steve is clucking sympathetically.  He takes me and my pounding head back to work, and I lasted about another two hours before I had to leave.  Which is another thing I rarely do.  I think I will probably still be working on my deathbed...I just don't leave work. 

I get home and stretch out on the couch and notice a box of peeps.  There on the armrest of the couch.  For me.  Snowmen.  Heck I had no idea they make snowmen peeps.  I am a peep purist and thought the only peeps are those chicken kind.  The kind whose beak is a crispy little bite of sugar that is the first thing I take a bite of.  Pink peeps preferably.  But I know those only come at Easter, and that is a long way and several holidays off.  So I am content with my little snowmen. 

Then I have a nap, my head is better, and Steve has come in from his quest to kill Bambi's dad.  I decide to come in here and do my daily blog, not really knowing what I am going to write about, and I see it.
That's right.  Christmas tree peeps.  Gosh I love that man.  He really knows how to make a girl forget an aching head.  I am going to eat those peeps.  In about three days.  After I slice open the cellophane and let them breathe for a few days, like a fine wine.  And get chewy.

Because dedicated peepologists will only touch a peep that is fossilized.
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