16 January 2008

We Don't Inhale

"I went to Wegman's today because we needed milk," Chris says a little too casually. I look at him with suspicion, narrowing my eyes in hope. He whips open a nearby cupboard and drops his voice, "I also got another box," he gasps before quickly closing the cupboard door on the flash of red box. I let my breath out with relief. We have more! "And guess who I saw," he continues, "in that aisle? The Sunshine GUY." My heart quickens and I wonder if Chris remembered. "I asked if they make a bigger box," he pauses and my chest swells with hope, "but they don't." We look at each other, devastated, then Chris says, "We'll just have to buy a couple of boxes for the pantry. Running out again is not an option."

Curse you, Fraukow! Curse you and your introductions to ridiculously addictive snacks!

5 comments:

Chaotic Joy said...

Really? Cheez-its? Is it the Cheddar Jack ones especially? I've always been kind of "Ehhh?" about the original ones.

This post was hilarious though.

karen said...

I'm all for the regular Cheez-its, but the Cheddar Jack ones are made with real crack. It's the only explanation.

slouching mom said...

This is the way I used to feel about SmartFood. Remember SmartFood popcorn?

Mmm...

naviwilliams said...

OMGoodness, I love those snacks!!!
I need to dash to the shop after work; there is none at the house...

Fraukow said...

I am sorry to be a pusher, and even more sorry knowing from now on you will have cheddar jack breath!

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