Wednesday, May 2, 2007

There's Nothing "little" about Little Debbie

I don't know why I do it. I work out and squat and lunge and crunch, only to ruin it at the end of the day. Sure I've eaten rice cakes and spinach and lots of things green. But when the kids go to bed, I'm starving. I've eaten nothing but styrofoam and fiber all day.

I know they're in there, those Little Debbie snack cakes. They're for the occasional dessert for the kids' lunches. I don't even really like them, but somehow I need to have one, or six. Last night was oatmeal creme pies. I don't even like oatmeal creme pies that much. But I have no power over the pre-packaged desserts. I hate her, Little Debbie, harlot of the snack world.

Aagh. What's a girl to do?


Dawn Harris said...

You have me almost in tears laughing! Oh, if only it weren't true for all of us.

christina quist said...

Dawn! Where are you? New Zealand? England? Mogadishu??

Steph VG said...


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