Scarf: Ross, Jacket: Old Navy Thrifted, Top:Target, Shorts: Old Navy, Tights: Burlington, Boots: Kohl's
After a morning at church, Ian and I went out to lunch and to return some things at Target and the mall.
Lately, I've been against eating sugar because ever since Africa it makes me sick.
BUT
I was overcome by the sweet sweet aroma of Auntie Anne's cinnamon pretzels and obv had to stop and get one.
They were out.
But then we found Wetzel's Pretzels and they had so many delicious options.
We decided on the cinnamon "bitz".
I wasn't planning on sharing with Ian because I'm just not that generous when I have a craving, but they seriously handed us a bucket of sugar-smothered pretzel bitz. There were easily about three large pretzels cut up into pieces in that carton. So I gave him half.
After about six I felt like I needed to drink a gallon of water, but we weren't home yet so I waited a little for my saliva to wash down some of the sweetness and then I just kept eating.
About .008 seconds later, when I entered my sugar-induced coma, my head was bobbling and my eyes were blurred and I looked down at my lap and sugareverywhere. I brushed some of it off and the rest I just pressed with my finger and licked off.
Christmas gift idea for Sarah: Gift Card to Washington Square Mall so that I can spend it at the food court.
I have a feeling Mr. Wetzel's little friends are my new best friend.
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