through being sick with not-quite-the-swine-flu-but-still-yucky-nonetheless,
and done teaching for two weeks straight,
all I have to say is
that I am addicted to these:
Pumpkin Spice Hershey Kisses. They are divine. I want to live a life so good that when I die I can go to heaven and subsist on nothing but Pumpkin Spice Hershey Kisses, Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory's white chocolate and cinnamon covered caramel apples, and the hot chocolate I drank on the cruise. Oh, and chips and salsa.
(It's a lovely thought to realize I can come so close to heaven while staying right here on earth!)
I would encourage all of you to run right out to your local Target to buy some of these seasonal delights,
but
some of you might live in Utah, and that means you would be depleting the amount of packages of Pumpkin Spice Hershey Kisses that are potentially mine.
So,
IF you live outside of Utah, happy shopping.
(And, yes, I do realize that it is selfish thoughts like above that will keep me from getting into heaven in due time. I guess I'll just have to eat my fill now.)
(It's a lovely thought to realize I can come so close to heaven while staying right here on earth!)
I would encourage all of you to run right out to your local Target to buy some of these seasonal delights,
but
some of you might live in Utah, and that means you would be depleting the amount of packages of Pumpkin Spice Hershey Kisses that are potentially mine.
So,
IF you live outside of Utah, happy shopping.
(And, yes, I do realize that it is selfish thoughts like above that will keep me from getting into heaven in due time. I guess I'll just have to eat my fill now.)
2 comments:
Never heard of them but I'll look. But I'm yet to find the cinnamon chips you are so fond of on french toast.
Is it gluttonous to run out to find some right now? I could use a little slice of heaven.
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