Knapp-itudes

KETTLE CHIPS OR GRAPES?

Ah, the complexities and struggle of this everyday girl. What should I do? RUN, that's what I should do. Run all the way to our local YMCA and work my arse off. But that wouldn't be near as much fun now would it? NOPE. Because Kettle Chips are sinfully good and really really crunchy. I like the crunch --- actually I LOVE THE CRUNCH. They're salty and satisfying like nothing else. The only thing better? Hot buttered popcorn with some chocolate covered almonds. But wait. I'm not at a movie. THAT'S only permitted at the movie theatre.

The kettle chips are here. NOW. Calling my name.

I'd like to say they poured themselves out on my square little plate but that'd be a lie. A BIG, FAT LIE --- a sin. And then I'd have to add that to the list of the other sins I'm already guilty of.


What to do.....

What to do.....

What shall I do?......


Kettle Chips or Grapes. Grapes or Kettle Chips.

Haha! I know.......


BOTH!



This conundrum brought to you by a middle aged mother of three who doesn't suffer from secretary spread. No, she suffers from bloggerbigarseitis. Not to be mistaken for laziness or underachievement.