Candy is dandy, but …


… it causes cavities.

How’s your Halloween candy stash holding up? Be honest and raise your hand if you had to go out and buy more goodies for the ghouls and goblins that will be arriving at your house two days from now. I heard on the news that this year Americans would buy 600 million pounds of candy (90 million of it which would be chocolate) and spend nearly $1.90 billion (with a “B”) for that Halloween candy. That’s just amazing to me. I gave up sweets a few years ago for Lent and never regressed be it for baked goods or candy or gum. I have a very-occasional cornbread cake but that’s it and that really is not sweet so I don’t feel I need to have any wiggle room if I “fall off the wagon” to eat cornbread. When I got my temporary crown last week, Dr. Kelly said no Tootsie Rolls or gum and I told him no problem with that because I don’t indulge. I bet those sticky, gooey peanut-butter kisses in the black and orange wrappers would do a number on that temporary crown. I told my dentist I never got hooked on sticky and gooey candy as a kid as I wasn’t allowed to eat it and chocolate was just a occasional treat. The family (that being my parents and me) shared one large Cadbury chocolate bar on a Saturday night while watching TV and that was the extent of my eating chocolate. That was not a weekly treat either. In Canada, we trick-or-treaters would arrive at homeowners’ doors and cry out “Shell out, shell out – the witches are out” and not “treat or treat” as they do here in the States. My parents rifled through my cache of candy, plucking out sticky toffees, hard candy suckers, popcorn balls and all unwrapped treats before I was permitted to indulge. That didn’t leave much else unfortunately – maybe a few single strawberry Twizzlers, or a bag or two of chocolate goodies comparable to Raisinets or Goobers or the perennial favorite, Smarties, the Canadian equivalent of M&Ms. Since I wasn’t a big candy eater anyway, it wasn’t a real hardship for my candy to be misappropriated. Back in the day when I got braces on my teeth, gum was out and I missed it for awhile, but got over it. I can safely say I’ve never had bubblegum in my life – no Bazooka bubblegum or Bazooka Joe ‘toons for this kid. I don’t know whether I should feel deprived, but query … how did I get the two cavities that eventually crumbled and needed crowns? Hmmmmmmmm. I suspect devilish little dental demons were hard at work somewhere along the line.

About lindasschaub

This is my first blog and I enjoy writing each and every post immensely. I started a walking regimen in 2011 and decided to create a blog as a means of memorializing the people, places and things I see on my daily walks. I have always enjoyed people watching, and so my blog is peppered with folks I meet, or reflections of characters I have known through the years. Often something piques my interest, or evokes a pleasant memory from my memory bank, and this becomes a “slice o’ life” blog post that day. I respect and appreciate nature and my interaction with Mother Nature’s gifts is also a common theme. Sometimes the most-ordinary items become fodder for points to ponder over and touch upon. My career has been in the legal field and I have been a legal secretary for over three decades, primarily working in downtown Detroit, and now working from my home. I graduated from Wayne State University with a degree in print journalism in 1978, although I’ve never worked in that field. I like to think this blog is the writer in me finally emerging!! Walking and writing have met and shaken hands and the creative juices are flowing once again in Walkin’, Writin’, Wit & Whimsy – hope you think so too.
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