like takin' candy from a baby...

I think... a lot. It's what I do, think and people-watch. So today, while sitting in the eternal line of cars to pick up my second grader from school, I got to thinking about Tootsie Pops. I was eating one at the time, a last minute stash in my purse as I ran out the door. I LOVE Tootsie Pops, and so I analyzed why. #1 The idea of chocolaty goodness waiting in the center is too hard to pass up. I guess I'm a sucker for suspense, or surprises, or knowing what's coming next. I don't know. #2 Then there's the fact that it's on a stick. I mean, come on, who doesn't love a lollipop every now and then? It takes me back to my childhood in some creepy 70s commercial sort of way #3 How many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop? One, a-two, a-three... CRUNCH... a-three! This commercial is engraved in my remembrance of yesteryear. So I guess, to sum it all up, it's the best of both worlds- hard candy lollipop for the kid in me, chocolate delight for the almost-30 adult hormonal version. And here's the best part- somewhere in this thought process, my mind wandered to quilting. What a surprise, right? And I think I love it for the same reason. My kids inspire everything- my boys, my nieces, and nephews- I see the world through their eyes. My quilts take me back there for a bit, while still letting the mother in me create something amazing, and feel all mushy inside when I see the finished product. Wow. And now I need to engage in something a little more mentally normal: mindlessly watching TV while curled up in my favorite quilt. The END :]