When I was pregnant with Kykers, I would sit at my desk at work and pop Pringle after Pringle into my mouth. It was a good thing the cans only cost about a buck each because I would go through at least one can a day.
Pringles make me happy. Very, very happy.
Well, since I've been living under a rock (aka eating healthy) for the past seven months, I had no clue that they'd come out with these "Restaurant Cravers" flavors. Not one itsy, bitsy, teensy, weensy clue.
We were grocery shopping a few weeks back when my two-year-old told me, "I want that" and pointed to a can of Pringles. I picked up a few -- Cheesy Fries and Mexican Layered Dip -- thinking they'd be something good to have around for Hubs and the Kiddo.
Well, oh em eff gee, I had NO IDEA what I was doing when I put those things in the cart. Because I am seriously so in love with the Mexican Layered Dip flavor. So in love. And I can't stop my shopping cart from making it's way down the Pringle aisle and I can't stop my hand from grabbing another can of them. And, then, when they make it home -- I can't stop popping one into my mouth right after the other.
Pringles: the Devil's Treats. *Sigh*
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