Nothin' to see here, people, move along. Ok, if you insist on staying, atleast take your shoes off and make yourself comfortable. Once I get started...well, you could be here for a while. (Just ignore the typos. I do.) Yes, snacks are allowed as long as you share and clean up after yourself. Oh yeah, hey...if you happen to see my scissors around here, could you let me know. I could have sworn I had them right here a minute ago.
Monday, March 13, 2006
Yummy
When I was a little girl I used to love these speckled malted egg balls. They are a mouthful, almost to large to handle. They are the ones made by Brachs....don't confuse them with the fakes ones, they just don't match up. Yummy! I'll never forget the time Grandma Kaster bought me a whole bag full of those suckers from the bakery in Pawnee City. We dropped the bag off at home before going shopping and when we got back, my Dad, Grandpa and Uncle Randy had ate all of my eggs. I was so upset and Grandma made Randy take me to the bakery and get me another bag full. That was a very tramatic experience....lol.
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I wasn't spoiled...really I wasn't. Well, maybe a little bit.
I used to love these things but really liked the colored ones. We would lick the outside and then would use them as lipstick. My favorite color to paint my lips was blue
I love the white ones....and I used to use them as lipsick too....what lovely white lips I had.
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