Okay, so remember how I swore I wasn’t going to buy any more candy until the candy we already had was gone?
Yeah, me too. Well, I kinda cheated on that promise.
In my defense, I have been SO GOOD. I lovelovelove Easter candy, and I did not buy ANY this year – not one delicious, sugary, pastel, chocolatey bunny/chick shaped piece of happiness. I was very, very, VERY good.
But then, I had to go to the store to buy a birthday card, and there it was – the 50% off all Easter candy table. Piles and piles of Peeps, peanut butter eggs, bubble gum eggs, chocolate eggs, and jelly beans…a table of temptation.
And did I mention it was 50% off? I did? Well, it’s worth repeating. IT WAS 50% OFF, PEOPLE!!!
I looooove me some jelly beans. An not the fancy-schmancy tropical fruit flavor, Jelly Belly gourmet blahblahblah beans, or jumbo sized/mini sized/anything else clever. Just the basic, old school, primary/secondary colored, normal boring jelly beans. And they had a bag just like that on the table. For fifty-nine cents after the discount.
So, I broke my promise.
And you know what? I honestly don’t feel that bad about breaking it. They were cheap. They were exactly what I was craving. And the bag is pretty much devoured already, so they won’t be taking up cupboard space for long.
Being a little bad felt a little good. I need to remember that.