yeah I know you did not ask!
What is wrong with me? Yeah, yeah, I hear you muttering under your breath that you have been asking that same question for much too long now.
La señora purchased a tin of pre-popped pop corn as a gift for my brother, James Michael Rush, CPA, when he was here recently, visiting. He opened it, ate some of it, and drove off without it. So I have been liquidating his gift, grudgingly of course, one handful, one bowl full, at a whack.
One type of pop corn contained therein, is caramel covered. I have been taken these, putting them in a small bowl, shaking a few peanuts into the the vessel, and voilà, Instant Cracker Jacks. This afternoon I found myself digging around in the bowl looking for The Surprise!
I understand that it is possible now days to engage the services of a therapist online.