The Never Ending Campfire
After a weekend camping I thought I was through for a couple of weeks.
So, here I sit on my bed staring at a Kroger bag with a couple of food items remaining. One of these items was a bag of marsh mellows. My eyes moved around the room and what did I find but a pair of scissors and a lighter. Hmmm
I stab three of the white treats on the semi-opened pair of scissors. Picked up the lighter and lit my candy on fire.
"Mom, what in the hell are you doing?" Manchild says.
I cracked up laughing and told him that I was roasting marsh mellows on my bed.
He fell on the floor laughing and telling me how crazy I am, that I am going to die from eating the fluid in the lighter.
The food was GREAT! So great I repeated the process three times. Yes, for you math people that is nine marsh mellows.
What I found in this little cooking escapade is that I am able to transport myself back to camp and surround myself with the love and acceptance that I felt this weekend with burning little white candies.

For scissors, marsh mellows and a lighter, send 19.95 plus shipping and handling to yours truly.