Halloween Treats and the Digestive System

I went to BJ’s today for Halloween candy, and ended up spending a total of over $200! It’s not unusual for me. While I was there, I picked up 10 lbs of wings and a rack of ribs for the Pat’s game on Sunday, Scoops and salsa, salad stuff, razors and deodorant, a pot roast, chicken tenders, cereal and bananas, a bunch of other stuff... oh yeah, and candy.

My husband kept saying, "Get the cheap candy, Tootsie Rolls and the like." So I did. I got a 5 lb bag of assorted Tootsies, 5 lbs of assorted hard candies, a bucket of Twizzlers and a box of granola bars. It wasn’t cheap. I also already have a stash of assorted mini candy bars... the good stuff... that I’ll keep hidden in case we run out of the other stuff... if we don’t, it’s mine!

After lunch, hubby broke into the Tootsies, and I went for the granola bars, the sweet & salty peanut kind. I don’t think I’ve had any since last Halloween, and I LOVE them. I wolfed the first one down, then took my time to savor the second one... mmmmmm. After that, I cleaned up after lunch, did a little internet surfing, answered a few emails... <yawn> and got a little sleepy. It was time for a nap. Zzzzzzz.

Two hours later, I wake up feeling like I have a gullet full of marbles... It was those peanuts, they were still there! I’ve heard of older people having trouble digesting nuts, but that can’t be the reason. Maybe I should have taken my time and chewed those peanut bars up a little better. Do you think the pharmaceutical companies will come up with a drug to fight peanut reflux?

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First day, and memories...

Well, I just got back from taking Cam to his first day in the Middle School. As soon as I started the car, the CD player started up... it was playing Archie's Dipset disk. I realized it had been a couple of weeks since I drove that car, 'cause the last time was the day before Archie left to go live with his mother in Cooperstown.

We listened to it for most of the trip. Conversation was sparse, as the music played. I asked Cam if he knew who they were, he said it sounded familiar... I guessed it wasn't quite his type of music. If Archie had been there, he would have skipped thru a lot of it. I let the songs play in their order, and it was the first time I heard some of them all the way thru... I liked it.

After awhile, Cam had had enough, and he pulled out his mp3 player and headphones. I didn't want to be selfish, so I told him he could plug it into the radio (we were almost at the school, anyway, and I could reminisce about Archie another time). I didn't ask, but whoever he was listening to was more melodic, and less hardcore. I would have expected tougher music from a kid who poses as a Crip.