Most of you know about my horrible candy corn addiction. I have come up with a creative new way to keep myself from eating candy corns. I have used them for decoration. And to make sure that I didn’t go dipping into the decorations, I didn’t wash the bowl and I put a candle in it. Which presents a dilemna. Will the gross out factor override my love for candy corn? I look at it, I think about it, it looks at me. Lovingly. I really, really want to. But what kind of grossness got in the bowl at the store? God forbid, germs? This will keep me up at night, I am sure of it. So in the meantime, me and the candy corn are eyeing each other. It doesn’t matter that I bought Brach’s which I don’t like. What matters is that there’s candy corn in the house. And I’m not eating it. Yet.

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