Hi, my name is Janet and I'm addicted to Pirate's Booty.
I know, I mentioned it briefly the other day, but who knew it would become the problem that it has?
I mean, it all started innocently enough.
A month or so ago, I was standing in Trader Joe's in front of the Pirate's Booty. I'd heard it was the greatest snack. Ever. I finally decided I'd indulge the trend and buy a bag.
Skip ahead to Sunday night. It's garbage night and I'm emptying the trash cans in the bathroom, office, and bedrooms.
Imagine my horror at finding I've probably averaged a bag a day of the P.B. every day for the last two weeks. That's how many Booty Bags were in the office trash can.
Even as I type this, there sits a 2/3 eaten bag of the Booty on the corner of my desk. The clock won't toll midnight and I'll have finished it off.
There are two more bags downstairs. That will take care of tomorrow and Wednesday.
I have a problem.
I need help.
Oh, and it just gets worse. I just discovered Pirate's Booty with Caramel.
Commit me now, 'cause it's all just gonna continue to be downhill from here....