Saying for the Day:“Honey is sweet! but the bee stings” old proverb
Every year at this time I buy candy shaped like corn and pumpkins. The pumpkins are orange with green stems and the corn looks like the stuff you feed to chickens ( I know that because I’m and old chicken feeder. )The candy has a great taste and I really like it. But this year when I bought my annual bag ( at Menard’s of all places) I noticed something new on the bag. On the corner was a picture of a beehive and the words “Made with Real Honey”.
This set me to wondering if other companies that made candy pumpkins and corn used fake honey. Instead of honey made by friendly little bees that are real and fly around a real hive there is honey made by fake bees that hive in a fake hive. Or perhaps its honey made by some other kind of bug like roach honey. Ick! It could be honey made in a chemistry lab out of chemicals that aren’t good for my health. But I don’t have to worry because my candy contains not just honey but “real honey”. The kind that come from a hive like the one on the candy package.
Of course, the “real” isn’t really necessary. If the honey wasn’t real they would have to list made with pretend honey or synthetic honey or artificial honey on the package. We have laws that require that. It would be in very small print but it would be there.
My theory is that the Bee’s union requires the label “real honey”. You do not want the bees to go out on strike. You try to cross their picket line your going to get stung.
So if you are buying Halloween candy make sure you check for the “Real Honey” label. Just look for the hive. You can’t miss it.
@@@@ News from Pigeon Falls-The little town in my basement where the trains still run, dragons fly, and the snow is gone. There was a big “snow gone” party at the Fly Inn last night. Men who usually didn’t need a reason to drink drank to the melting of the snow. Men who usually only had a drink on the weekends joined them. It was a wild and noisy party.
It’s a good job that the cold weather was over because when Emil Leppinen got home he discovered that his wife Miranda had locked all the doors and wouldn’t let him in. She told him he could go live at the Fly Inn. She warned him the last time he came home drunk that she would not put up with it. He could freeze to death as far as she was concerned. Poor Emil staggered over to his mother’s and spent the night there. This morning Miranda wouldn’t let him in. He told her he was sorry and it would never happen again. She didn’t believe him. He always says that. It was sad to see him begging on the front porch of his house. But then he might be lucky . The last time he came home drunk they got into a terrible fight and she hit him in the head with a frying pan. He took seven stitches.
Jack’s Sauna is back up and doing great business. People who love saunas but don’t have one of their own really missed it. Henry Tolofsaonn says it the first time he has been really warm since the cold event hit Pigeon Falls.
Mayor Trumble has declared this coming Saturday to be a public day of celebration of the end of the bad weather. There will be a big street dance and The Dorothy Heralds from Madison will play. They are a favorite in Pigeon Falls though their music defies description. People are ready for a celebration.
Today's Link:Idocrasies Of the English Language- Some environmental poetry.
I had another good day. My oxygen was in the low normal range in the morning. Betty and I finished the framework for the shelving. Then Pennie came and helped us put it all together. Now all the Christmas stuff is nicely shelved. In the afternoon I got three legs on another small table then ran out of legs. I then did some planning on the train layout. I checked my E-Bay account and found I had one bid so far on my train engine. Betty has agreed that everything I get in selling The G train stuff can be used to buy things for the O layout. Now I need a breathing treatment.