Putting Away My White Shoes

I've decided to stop fighting and embrace my favorite time of year. We've had chilly mornings, Labor Day has passed, and my kids are back in school. I give up, I'm hanging up my white shoes and (pretend) white pants

Bring on the Fall.

I've put on my favorite seasonal CD (I know the title says 'winter' but trust me on this one), switched out my wax warmer to a spicy scent, I'm wearing a sweater (no word yet on how long that will last since it's actually 71°F) and... I caved and bought candy corn.

Oh, how I love candy corn. How I wish that I didn't.

No good can come from delicious treats displayed in clear glass jars at my house. Actually, no good can come from even marginally edible treats in displayed clear glass jars. They're just begging to be eaten.

Confession: Last year I almost ate a handful of candy corn I grabbed from a decorative vase arrangement that had spray painted sticks in it. My hand was halfway to my mouth before I realized what I was doing. *hangs head in shame*