Make me happy. Yeah, that’s about it.

Kidding, I will tell you more about my thoughts on marshmallows. I haven’t always liked marshmallows, but they are a little bit of fun and fluff.

But…I’m not into eating Fluff though, I think it’s weird, you know Fluff and peanut butter sandwiches? No appeal to me at all. As you know, I don’t like chocolate unless there is peanut butter involved, but every once in a while, if there is a campfire and s’mores, I will make one, it’s fun. What could be better? Squishing a piece of chocolate and a marshmallow between two graham crackers…yeah, sounds good. And messy.

I remember being a kid and taking marshmallows and pulling them apart to make taffy, sticky but fun. And who doesn’t like marshmallows melting into their hot chocolate?  And come on, how long did you search for the perfect stick to put the marshmallow on to roast it over an open fire or maybe in the fireplace on a cold winter’s night, living room camping!

Why am I inspired to tell you about my affection for the little white fluffy things? [Aside from the fact that you never know what is going to come out of my mouth?] Yesterday, KLS and I were running errands and were in the grocery section of the store and I saw a bag of giant, square marshmallows and decided to buy the bag. I can tell you that I will probably have this bag for a year. I can’t eat very many of them at all, they are so sweet, so I will eat one and then maybe the next day have another and then…it will probably be a week or so before I have another so…

Be on the lookout, I will be sharing them, why not, it’s like sharing a bit of love.