You’d be surprised to know that I have a vice aside from wine.
Shocking, I know.
Sure, it’s kind of weird that a woman of my aptitude and aristocracy would enjoy smooshie candies in the shape of bears, but I’m here to tell you they are my favorite sweet snack.
Honestly, I’m not even tied to one brand. But they have to be either Hairbo or Albanese.
And never gummy worms; those are gross. I know they’re essentially the same thing but bears taste better than worms because cuteness matters.
You might not believe me, but when the serving size says NINE bears. I will only eat NINE bears.
I might eat NINE bears twice a day, but never at the same sitting.
After nine, I get up, move somewhere else, sit and have nine more.
It’s not rocket science people, you too can sit in different places when you eat.
Kidding. I really don’t eat them everyday.
Ok, maybe I have them 6 out of 7 days. That doesn’t mean I’m addicted.
I keep them in my car. My office drawer. A drawer in the kitchen. And maybe some in my purse.
Stil. NOT ADDICTED.
I was getting tired with all this typing and needed some Gummy Bear Power.
Did I tell you they have ZERO cholesterol? I’m basically eating fruit so think of all the vitamin C I’m ingesting. No wonder I hardly ever get sick.
On one of our drives to Georgia last year I was nibbling on some bears when the Coach asked me:
What are they even made of?
Me: JOY and HAPPINESS. But really, I have no idea. Probably gelatin and the breath of angels.
For Christmas this year Lindsay’s best friend gifted me with five pounds of gummy bears.
Can you even imagine my delight?
MY NAME IS SUZANNE AND I LOVE GUMMY BEARS.
When was the last time you enjoyed a sweet delicious made from
gelatin angels breath gummy bear?
Do you have a not-so-bad addiction that you’re not ashamed to share?