Friends, relatives, random Internet users — we are in trouble.
And by we, I mean me, and anyone with diabetes.
Easter candy is everywhere.
I should clarify — I love all candy (as long as it hasn’t been tainted with raisins, nuts or — god forbid — coconut). But my favorite candy ever is currently smack-dab in the middle of every grocery store, drugstore, Walmart and Target.
I’m talking, of course, about Cadbury Mini Eggs.
Everywhere I go — they’re there, just taunting me.
Sure, I could probably buy some, eat a little, and then put them away so one bag lasts several weeks.
Ahahahaha! Oh, wait. No I can’t!
One bag lasts two days, if I’m lucky. They are literally the most delicious things in the world — I lose all self-control as soon as they’re in my shopping cart. It’s everything I can do to not buy dozens of bags to stockpile for the rest of the year. Actually, are they on Amazon, do you think?
Oh, crap. They are.
My life is ruined.