the fucked-up index for the day

So I bought a bag of Japanese plum candies when I was in So. New Hampshire a couple weekends ago; candy that I really love. I can't find anybody who sells it around here, which is totally stoopid, considering that I found them in a one-up-from-a-convenienc-store in NH, and we live in the Land of Natural Foods Cooperatives. Anyhow, now I wish I'd bought ALL the bags they had.

So, here's the fucked-up part: G. sees me pop one in mouth this morning, and says, "what's that, Mommy?" and I totally deadpan and without thinking, say, "Medicine!" I am teh bad parent, not share candy with six year old. :P *guilt* Maybe I will be a good parent tomorrow.