No Drama Zone..

[threadwalker]

Yeah, apparently there's Drama in the SCA/West Kingdom. (Really? *sarcastic voice* How in the world could that happen?)

But I have BIGGER problems... It's my addiction to Gold Fish Crackers...

ARGH!!! Those damn fishes... so smiley and crunchy and cheddary... The have the PERFECT texture. After resisting numerous baked delights at lunch today, I hit the store with the kids this afternoon and got a small package intending to take it to work and nurse it next week... ARGH! I ate the entire package while working from home.

And it was good. It was very good. I had a fishy smile all afternoon while slogging on my report. There are bright orange crumbs stuck to my shirt.

I'm doomed. There is no Round Shield large enough to protect me from the Snack that Smiles Back! I need a Death Star Sized Forcefield. I have to make my zone a "no goldfish"-zone. I cannot be trusted with their crunchy cheddar numminess. And there's a Costco sized box of them buried behind the soup cans. I can't allow it to get opened or I will go down in fishy crackers.

Doomed. Just plain doomed.

Comments

[beanolc.livejournal.com]

Seriously, this is why I like the individually wrapped packages. Yes, my inner hippie screams and cries each time I throw away more wrappers, but my hips appreciate the single serving.

[beanolc.livejournal.com]

heh. Inner hippie vs outer hips.

*grin*

[thread-walker.livejournal.com]

lol.. sing it! Me, too. same issue. Hence the costco-sized box. I tell myself I can aportion them into reusable baggies... but it looks like I need to veer away right now.

[ppfuf.livejournal.com]

If/When you give in and open the box, portion them into baggies and mark them with a don't-eat-before-date. Make your OCD work _for_ you.
Can you tell I also belong to the open=eaten clan?