I have a confession. If you were on Twitter yesterday afternoon, you may already know what this is about. I went a little overboard with the Swedish Fish. Oh yes. Maybe more than a little overboard. It was more like the last train to Yum Yum Sugary Sweet City. It wasn't pretty. I was sitting at my desk yesterday afternoon with this bucket (ok, tub) of the Evil Fish. Goofing off on Twitter. Friends, it's a recipe for disaster.
To be honest, I was expecting to feel remorse and guilt accompanied by a major sugar hangover. In reality, I feel great. Don't get me wrong, I do realize it's not good to eat one's weight in Swedish Fish, but the past is the past. Let's not dwell, right? Besides. Who are they kidding with "A Fat Free Food" and serving size 7 pieces. Really. Ok, so it's fat free, but we all know that doesn't mean anything when it's pure sugar. Sheesh, talk about enablers. And for the love of humanity, who can eat only 7 at a time? Clearly not me.
I didn't eat them all. Not yet. Perhaps I should have just to get it over with...I think I'll put them in the freezer. That should slow me down. Since I obviously have no self-control right now. It's 9 am and I'm thinking of the dang Swedish Fish. Evil, evil fish.
Crime Scene Photo
Did you notice the photo is a little blurry? Well, it's probably due to the fact that all the sugar was making my hands shake (just kidding, kind of)....I really should have paid attention to the DANGER sign.