A Sunday Afternoon Tale

A few weeks ago, I mentioned that I had bought Pretzel M&Ms on a trip to Target. They were very much NOT on my list, but they were pretzels! And M&Ms! What could possibly be better?

As it turns out, actual pretzels and actual M&Ms mixed together in a bowl are WAY BETTER.  Yes, that is right.  Pretzel M&Ms are blah and you should definitely not buy them. Especially not when you're in the checkout aisle at Target and you totally DO NOT NEED THEM. I mean, who? What?

Anyways. I've been snacking on the Pretzel M&Ms here and there, but every time I ate them part of me would think, "UGH. I can't believe I'm wasting my calories on you." Also, yes.  My life really is this hard. Too much chocolate is a serious first world problem people.  AHEM.

So fast forward to this morning, when I bought Rice Krispies (the cereal) at the grocery store. As I'm usually a slave to boring high fiber cereal, I haven't bought Rice Krispies in, oh, a bajillion years, so you can imagine my excitement when I got home, immediately poured myself a bowl, added the milk, and eagerly awaited the snap! crackle! pop! that my childhood self knew would be there. Also, yes. My life really is this boring. Seriously. It's sad.

And then I took my bowl into the study, sat down at the computer, and started munching. And I immediately knew that this was not going to end well. You see, as it turns out, Rice Krispies are not everything I've always wanted and more (and yes, my expectations might have been a weensy bit high. But I was HUNGRY.). In fact, they too are kind of blah.

And then I did something that I never do. I went into the kitchen and poured the rest of my cereal down the kitchen drain. Not because it wasn't edible, but because I just really didn't want it. You guys, I can't really explain how out-of-character this is for me, so you're just going to have to accept my word for it: this is out-of-character for me. In addition to being relatively frugal, I was raised on the understanding that you NEVER throw something edible away. Because maybe, someday, someone might want it. Let me put it this way: growing up, our fridge had A LOT of leftovers in it. And if someone didn't want to finish a box of cereal or crackers, or a bag of chips, it was never thrown away, but instead, left to gather dust in the pantry for who-knows how long.

So normally, if I were to buy a kind of cereal I didn't like, I would just suck it up and eat it anyways (again, first world problems.  WOE IS ME.). Just a few months ago I bought a 90-day supply of Multivitamins at Trader Joe's, and when I discovered that they were making me kind of sick to my stomach and activating my gag reflex every morning, I just stuck with them. Because I had paid EIGHT DOLLARS for them, and I wasn't going to throw eight dollars away, now was I? Finally, when I had seven vitamins left, Preston convinced me to throw them away. Because, um, they were gross. But for eighty-three days, I stuck with them, like any good martyr.

Anyways. Back to today. Because I obviously wasn't going to throw a whole box of cereal away, I knew I had to find SOMETHING to do with the remaining nine cups of Rice Krispies. I also had to find another way to avoid writing my paper that's due Tuesday. A solution to both these problems immediately became clear: Rice Krispies Treats!

 And then I realized that I could use up the remaining pretzel M&Ms as decoration! Victory!

And then I realized that I could send almost all of the treats back to the dorm with my brother-in-law, thus relieving me of the responsibility of eating my weight in Rice Krispies Treats! Hurrah!

So nothing (except that one pesky bowl of cereal) went to waste. AND I successfully procrastinated my paper further. All in all, a successful Sunday. And with that, sigh. I suppose it's time to get to work. But at least I'll have (a few) Rice Krispies treats to see me through.