National Poetry Month: Haiku A Day (Sort Of) #7&8

The season for Peeps®
Love the sugary goodness
And squishy insides



Little Guy smiley
My sweet, sweet baby boy dog
Recovering well

Give Peeps® A Chance

So, I don't have any co-workers who will discuss the season finale of Battlestar Galactica with me, but we will bond in other ways. I've discovered that several people, who I actually like, share my love of Peeps®. When I picked up a prescription earlier tonight, I stocked up on some of the sugar-coated marshmallowy bunnies and chicks. I even left them in my car so I wouldn't be tempted to eat them before getting to work.

I'm keeping the black jelly beans all to myself though. Seriously.

Frozen Peeps: A Cure For What Ails Me

I'm sick. I was hoping it was just an allergy attack yesterday, but no, it wasn't. Ugh. I'm not sure if I'll be able to go into work or not tomorrow. I'm going to wait and see how I am in the morning. I'm really bummed that I was too ill to go to the Bazaar Bizarre with a couple of friends this afternoon. I was really looking foward to it.

One bright spot in my weekend has been the discovery of the joy of frozen Peeps! I was clued in by a couple of co-workers last week, so I marched out and got some festive Peeps (snowmen and Christmas trees!) and stuck them in the freezer. I wasn't sure what to expect, but the results are wonderful.

Freezing the Peeps is a way to get the stale Peep consistency, but much faster. You get a somewhat crunchy outer layer and a soft, but not as gooey, inner layer. Yumtastic!

I'm going to have some chicken soup and go back to bed. I just can't seem to get enough sleep.

P.S. Possibly only one of my readers knows about this, but the "lost" PSP was found today...by me. We were about to write it off as gone though. I'm glad we found it, but now I have to think of something to buy him for the holidays instead of just a replacement!