I am SO mad at myself. How the hell did I walk into Walmart to pick up Brinn’s new glasses, and walk out with a fluorescent green plastic pumpkin and a monster bag of Combos? Which I ate 98% of the bag by the time I got home.
Idiot.
This Saturday is the Susan G. Komen race for the cure here in Charlotte and Maeve, my sisterinlaw Debbie and I are running in it.
I haven’t run a 5k since July 2000, and I’m just keeping my fingers crossed that Maeve doesn’t make me look like an old, sloppy, slow poke.
No more Combos. At least not until after Saturday.
I've had a battle with the cheddar pretzel combos myself. I just steer clear of them…but I usually find something else to munch on, like Cheez-its! Just as bad huh???
Cheez-its are one of those snacks that I can't bring in the house because they're like drugs! Every single family member is dangerously addicted to the cheez-it! I am the only Combo lover, sadly, so *if* I buy them I eat them all.
I also have a special place in my heart for CornNuts. God I love those crazy things.