Cool peeps

I opened the refrigerator today only to find a package of Peeps left over from what I assume is last Easter. That my wife and I have six-month-old leftover chilled holiday candy is surprising enough. What really threw me off guard though is that I must see them countless times when going to get a coke and yet I only now realized they're in there. That means I usually don't look at them with anymore skepticism than I would the ketchup, the olives or the crisper drawer. Worse yet, I now wonder if they date back to an even earlier Easter. After all, Peeps probably have a shelf life of a gazillion years. I would throw away the little blighters, but I think they might work like baking soda and absorb odors.

I can't say I don't like Peeps because I don't recall ever having eaten one. For me they fall into that category of seasonal candy you grew up with but never cared for. I feel the same way about those hard candy-coated marshmallow Easter eggs. Ditto for candy corn and those chewy sugary waxy pumpkins that come out around Halloween. Yuck. That stuff just looks like a root canal waiting to happen.