The Beautiful Kind

I posted something about cotton candy on my Kid page, and I have to say, now that Halloween is almost here (the countdown starts in September) I’m craving candy.

What the hell happened to Mars bars and Maple Nut Goodies? I’ve looked all over for these things - gas stations, grocery stores, the midwest, in town, with no luck. And god I love that British candy - Violet Crumble, Flake, Whispa.

(Gene Wilder was psychosexy as Willy Wonka. I always thought it was so tragic that he lost his wife Gilda Radner to cancer - they were such a cute, quirky Jewish couple. And did you know he wrote a novel called My French Whore?)

I also want rhubarb pie. But I’m over my doughnut fixation, thank god. For a while there I was obsessed with Krispy Kreme doughnuts, and had to stop for one or two every time I drove by a store (they’re actually vegetarian, can you believe they don’t contain lard?)

I wanted to shake this habit, so I went and bought a dozen and forced myself to eat as many in one sitting as I could. I ate 9, and got terribly sick. To this day those globs of frosted fat gross me out.

Oh and I like french fries dipped in Dairy Queen ice cream.

Am I pregnant?