Saturday, October 27, 2012
I asked my husband to pick up a bag of mini Snickers bars or something similar 'in case kids come trick or treating'. Mind you, I live in Mexico, and most people celebrate Noche de Muertos, which is quite different from Halloween and Trick or Treating. I think my subconscious just wanted to have crappy sweets around for a splurge...
I do keep Lindt 90% cocoa in the house at all times, as I consider that a healthy splurge to have regularly, but... I was craving something caramel-ly.
What does he bring home? A huge Costco-sized container of milk chocolate covered marshmallows. I HATE marshmallows. I'm not sure if he knows that, but yuck. I won't be splurging on those. They aren't even individually wrapped, so they'll just goosh all around the kids' little pumpkin buckets. My husband isn't used to Halloween, I guess. So much for a Snickers fix! My waistline thanks my husband!