this really has nothing to do with easter.

for the last three nights,

i have been shamelessly eating the kid's easter bunny candy.
in the basement.
not eating it in the basement.
i actually eat it on the couch.
with a big bottle of water.
i just go down into the basement to get it.
i rustle through bags of different versions i've hidden away.
all if which contain Reese's peanut butter.
although i did buy one bag of the ones that change your lips into pastel colors.
classic.
look,
when the easter bunny tells me to do his shopping
he doesn't get to be picky about what i buy.
it's kind of like if someone asks you to bring mashed potatoes to dinner.
they can't tell you to take the skins off.
i'm bringing 'em.
i'm making 'em the way i like 'em.
so i get to leave the skins on.
besides 80% of the vitamins and nutrients are in the skins anyway.
and i hate searching for my potato peeler.
and they look prettier that way.
AND i always cut myself peeling them.
this i why i never peel 'em.
so then i bring up my little peanut butter treasure from the basement.
and eat them from the outside in.
b/c while necessary,
the chocolate is merely something to get through to the good stuff,
and compliment what's really important.
the peanut butter.
first, there's the standard mini cup.
which i feel obligated to buy.
i can take them or leave them,
b/c they are year round.
again, still obligated to buy.
b/c i love their pretty little easter pastel wrappers.
what i'm REALLY at the grocery store to buy is what i think you are excited to buy too.
unless you're allergic to peanut butter,
in which case you probably stopped reading before now.
THE eggs folks.
i'm talking about THE EGGS.
not cadburry.
i'm talking REESE'S.
this is surly not about cadburry.
the big fat ones, that only come out at easter, i KNOW you know those.
full of peanut butter reese's filling.
{insert choir of angels singing now}
they are my favorite.
the eggs,
not the singing angels.
although the two go hand in hand.
they are so satisfying that they don't need pretty little pastel wrappers.
they are unique.
they stand alone.
and finally this year i found the little Reese's eggs (i bought TWO bags).
almost thought they were the nestle crunch eggs.
same look at the nestle crunch eggs.
no sir,
they are not.
they are tiny little reese's eggs.
i do not discriminate.
i walk the easter asile.
with eyes a'glow.
and when it says "Reese's" i say "YES PUH-LEEZ."
capital P.
no matter the shape or form.
sometimes two times a bag.
b/c for some reason the people at Reese's finally get it right at easter.
and when i say "it,"
i mean,
they FINALLY put enough of that peanut butter filling into one lovely little yellow wrapper.
less chocolate,
more peanut butter.
and it got me thinking.
maybe that's what congress needs right now.
Reese's peanut butter easter eggs.
selling like hot cakes.
to boost the economy.
the deficit goes down,
economy goes up.
hmmm...health insurance would still be a problem though.
not sure Reese's peanut butter eggs could fix that.
although, maybe if everyone were buying AND eating them while discussing health care they would all be in a better mood.
and
sugar does increase brain productivity.
or was that just carbs...
that's what i told myself in college.
maybe that would explain the extra 15 pounds freshmen year.
or was it 20...?
i forget.
no matter,
all world problems fixed.
by the Reese's peanut butter egg.
you're welcome in advance.