Monday, January 24, 2011

Church Candy

When I was growing up my Aunt Reba was the Church Candy Queen.  I always wanted to sit somewhere near here because her purse was unfailingly supplied with sugar.  By today's standards the candy she kept on hand wouldn't fly with newer generations.  I don't recall ever seeing a modern day child sucking on a butterscotch disc, but back then it was as good as a Snickers.  

Fast forward 25 years to this past Sunday.  Jim is basically a 41 year old child and still requires candy to sit quietly through church.  We stopped at the gas station on the way and he went in by himself.  Then he came out with a box of Good & Plenty, the loudest and stinkiest candy available for purchase.  Black licorice is evil stinkiness and has no place in church.  And since the box of candy was louder than a baby rattle, I had to beg him to take them out of the box and put them into his pocket for quiet consumption.


Then I went to the grocery store in the afternoon and bought some Smarties and Tootsie Rolls - perfect Church Candy.




4 comments:

Samantha said...

Grandma Norie always had gum for us. When we were little Aunt Trish, knowing that Grandma said that good little Roussell children sat still in church and went to the bathroom BEFORE church stated, would feed us all red hots over the church pew. Every week, we ate red hots then had to sit there wanting a drink through all of church because we were GOOD ROUSSELL children.... why did we not learn? Trish had a good laugh every Sunday at our expense!

Angie said...

Ha! I can picture that perfectly!

Laurie said...

I got a "Good and Plenty" laugh reading about Jim and church. Brad, after his heart attack,has quit smoking. However, whenever a craving sneaks up on him, out comes the box of Good and Plenty. I love that he has given up cigs, but that candy IS nasty AND loud!!

Angie said...

Laurie, I feel (smell) your pain. At least we have each other - sisters in Good and Plenty misery.