Monday, 28 March 2011

  • My Dangerous Addiction


    Is it the crunchiness? Or the smoothness? Or is it the combination of the two? What is she talking about? you ask...my dangerous addiction! See it all started a few weeks ago when I went to Walmart. I saw them on the shelf and I started jumping up and and down like a little kid (okay not literally but I was beaming like I won the lotto). I had not eaten them in years and I remembered how good they tasted. 

    I felt like a relapsing alcoholic as I grabbed two big packs of  Ritz Handi-Snacks!

    I use to get the packs that were glued together and you had to rip them apart to get one. The box I had grabbed was BIG that had 15 snacks inside! And they were not glued together! I could hardly contain my excitement. My boyfriend was with me and he was just as excited about the discovery as I was since he use to eat these as well. So why are these little snacks dangerous?

    Because I...can...not...stop...eating...them! They are now beyond addicting and it is getting a little out of hand.

    So we get home from Walmart and I had already eaten two in the car. I eat two more and then put the boxes in a cabinet. That night while my boyfriend and I were watching a movie, I fell asleep first. I woke up at 2:00 am and I kid you not, crawled out of bed and went straight to the kitchen. I automatically reached for the cabinet but only saw one box of Ritz inside. 

    It took me a second to realize that I did not fabricate the box of Ritz on my dresser next to my bed that I had seen when I was climbing out of bed. 

    I go back to my room and my thoughts were confirmed! My boyfriend must of snuck a box and ate half of it while I was sleeping! How dare he! So I took a Ritz out the box, turned on my little lamp (which shone directly on my boyfriend's face), and I started to eat my handi-snack.

    The light woke him up and he angrily mumbled "What the hell are you doing? You're being rude, turn off the light, now!" 

    While still eating my handi-snack I smugly replied "I'm almost done."

    The next morning when we both woke up he glared at me and questioned me on the necessity of turning on the light to eat a Ritz. He asked me why couldn't I be considerate like him explaining that he ate SEVEN Ritz in the dark just so he would not wake me. With a smirk on my face I insisted that I really couldn't see.

    When he was leaving he asked me if he could take a box of Ritz with him. 

    "You already ate just about a whole one," I sarcastically said but reluctantly agreed to let him have the remaining seven from the box he opened. 

    He then said "Wait, give me two more from the new box!"

    My glare made him reply with "Okay, okay never mind". 

    There is definitely a problem when such a little package of cheese and crackers can cause so much tension between a couple. Such a shame, I know!

    It is now mandatory that I have a box (or 2) at all times! It has even gone as far as me hiding (yes, hiding so that no one steals them, AHEM, like my boyfriend!) a box in my miscellaneous drawer next to my bed so I can grab one whenever I please throughout the night. 

    What are some of your "dangerous" addictions?

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