Sweet Tooth

Any one who knows me knows that I have a sweet tooth. Well, actually it's more of a mouth full of sweet teeth. I LOVE all things sweet. Cake, cookies, pies, brownies, ice cream and finally...candy. I have so many candies that I like, that I can't even classify one as my favorite. I would say that anything chocolate takes the lead, but I still enjoy a non chocolate sweet too. It totally depends on my mood. Most of the time chocolate does the trick, but there are times that I crave a nice Sweet Tart or Hot Tamale, or Gummi Bear. I really love the big chewy Sweet Tarts.
This leads me to my story...
On grocery day my mother would often get the three of us candy from the 3 for $1 bin. Sometimes it was Nestle crunch bars or Butterfingers, sometimes it was chewy Sweet Tarts. My younger sister was in the habit of taking a bite and leaving them out. On one of these grocery days I walked into our bathroom and saw a pink chewy sweet tart sitting on the side of the sink closest to me. I was about 14/15 years old. I thought..."aha! She snoozes she loses", snatched up her tart and popped it into my mouth in one bite.
It was not a Sweet Tart.
It was soap.
I'm an idiot. Then I had to explain where my mother's new decorative soap went. I guess you could say it was my punishment for greedily eating my sister's "candy". Now if I see candy laying out I inspect it more carefully. I learned my lesson.