A few years ago, a family member, living in Moscow, mentioned that the Easter holiday coming up made her homesick.  Not for the festivities or ham or colored eggs or baskets of tulips, but as for Peeps.   So I went to my local CVS and picked up a few packages of the little yellow marshallow chicks.  I packaged them up with a few other Easter goodies to send off to her.  The cost of sending even a small package to the former Soviet Union was more than 30 times what I paid for them.

This year that same family member is working in London and unable to be home in the States.  I’ll do an encore mailing.  When I told her to look for the package, she said that although she had a soft spot in her heart for Peeps, they look a lot better than they taste.  She never eats them, just looks at them and feels good.

I suggested that she use them in a craft rather than feed them to anyone.  Now I’m not so original when it comes to crafts, but I recently saw them used in flower arrangements, put onto wooden skewers so that they stood tall among the flowers.  I also saw them glued around the base of a vase that holds flowers.  I have a cache of single glasses from sets that all the rest have broken.  They come in handy as vases, but they still look like glasses.  Peeps are going to give them new life.

I think I might use some as place cards.  Or in baskets full of decorated eggs.  Children never eat the hardboiled eggs anyway, so a marshallow or two might give them a bit of a treat.

Of course, we all know that Peeps come in a rainbow of colors these days, in addition to the original yellow.  And now they also have cute little friends, bunny Peeps, to play with.  Anyway, I’m off the the post office to send more of the little guys to other friends living outside these borders.  Before I head out the door, I’m checking the Peeps website to see what’s new this season.