OMG OMG OMG OMG
I went to Fiesta today to buy some junk for all my stupid holiday luncheons this week at work, and I accidentally came across Peanut Butter Bars. I was just talking about these the other day to some people at work, and no one knew what I was talking about. I mean, I see those foulass chick o sticks everywhere, but man, these things are the bee's knees. Truth be told, though, what I like more than the taste is the packaging. The brown pinstripes make it. I feel my heart drop a little when I unwrap them to reveal a stark white piece of candy.
DE-LISH. I would give up a year's worth of cotton candy for one bag of these. MMMMM. Problem is that I go through them in an instant, so I have to watch it.
Eat yer heart out, Praxis, eating all that healthy shit. I'm going straight for comfort food. OOO, it says it's low fat and cholesterol free. Whoopee! I'm eating healthily, too!
[I should've bought more than one bag].
K, so I mentioned that I had to cook a bunch of shit for these things at work, right? One luncheon is tomorrow for the English department. We have to cook enough for the entire department plus the damn librarians (no offense) and the "principles and vice principles" [sic]. The above was written by a special ed teacher, not one of our English folks, thank god. The best part--we have 20 minutes to heat it up, serve it, and eat it. I'm making artichoke dip--cold. No preparation, just plop it down and sit my ass down to eat. This is the fucking luncheon (I hate that word) that I went to last year when one of the VPs pointed at my gut and said, "Is there something you'd like to tell us?" really loudly. I said, "Yep, I'm fat, now get out of my fucking way. I want some pie." [Grumble].
[Damnit, Mia's trying to eat my peanut butter bars. No, Kitty, that's mah peanut butter bar].
Then Thursday, I have to make something for the English dept luncheon...oh, do you think I repeat myself? No. No, on Thursday, we are splitting the department up into "hallways" and having lunch with the hall. WTF? Know what I'm making? I'm making sugar cookies with icing on top bought directly and packaged directly from Fiesta. [grumble more].
Friday, we are having the chili cookoff and luncheon (What's with that fucking word?). Oh, no, I'm sorry. It's the chili [and soup] cookoff and luncheon. I told them that I was bringing vegetarian chili because I don't eat beef, and they said, "Ooooh. Isn't that nice. Well, we'll just add soup to the flyer, and it will all work out just fine."
MMMM...peanut butter bar. La vita e bella now. Anyone know how to make an e with an accent mark over it with the computer? I can't make it work. Now I wrote The life and beautiful.
Yeah, well, the life and beautiful.
DE-LISH. I would give up a year's worth of cotton candy for one bag of these. MMMMM. Problem is that I go through them in an instant, so I have to watch it.
Eat yer heart out, Praxis, eating all that healthy shit. I'm going straight for comfort food. OOO, it says it's low fat and cholesterol free. Whoopee! I'm eating healthily, too!
[I should've bought more than one bag].
K, so I mentioned that I had to cook a bunch of shit for these things at work, right? One luncheon is tomorrow for the English department. We have to cook enough for the entire department plus the damn librarians (no offense) and the "principles and vice principles" [sic]. The above was written by a special ed teacher, not one of our English folks, thank god. The best part--we have 20 minutes to heat it up, serve it, and eat it. I'm making artichoke dip--cold. No preparation, just plop it down and sit my ass down to eat. This is the fucking luncheon (I hate that word) that I went to last year when one of the VPs pointed at my gut and said, "Is there something you'd like to tell us?" really loudly. I said, "Yep, I'm fat, now get out of my fucking way. I want some pie." [Grumble].
[Damnit, Mia's trying to eat my peanut butter bars. No, Kitty, that's mah peanut butter bar].
Then Thursday, I have to make something for the English dept luncheon...oh, do you think I repeat myself? No. No, on Thursday, we are splitting the department up into "hallways" and having lunch with the hall. WTF? Know what I'm making? I'm making sugar cookies with icing on top bought directly and packaged directly from Fiesta. [grumble more].
Friday, we are having the chili cookoff and luncheon (What's with that fucking word?). Oh, no, I'm sorry. It's the chili [and soup] cookoff and luncheon. I told them that I was bringing vegetarian chili because I don't eat beef, and they said, "Ooooh. Isn't that nice. Well, we'll just add soup to the flyer, and it will all work out just fine."
MMMM...peanut butter bar. La vita e bella now. Anyone know how to make an e with an accent mark over it with the computer? I can't make it work. Now I wrote The life and beautiful.
Yeah, well, the life and beautiful.
Labels: chick o stick, peanut butter bars, potlucks
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