Dear Chocolate Covered Gummy Bears,
Why do you make me hate South Texas so? I can live without Einstein Bros. Bagels. No Jamba Juice is a trial but I am able to survive. I shed a tear now and then about my lack of Salt and Vinegar chips but even that doesn’t seem to destroy my love for my beaches and palm trees. All of the things that South Texas deprives me of, I have been able to grin and bear (excuse the pun), until now.
Why is it that even in the very second that you reappear into my life, you have to remind me that I cannot buy you? Are you just there to taunt me with your chocolately, gummy goodness? I cannot resist your charms. My husband bought me a full pound of your sweetness so that I would have some of your friends to accompany me home but alas, between the two of us, we ate every single little bear before we ever stepped foot on the plane home.
It must be my sad fate to live without you. So I bid you adieu, until then next time I meet you in the aisles of a WINCO, I will miss you. I must thank you for your presence, even if all it has done it make my biggest dream in life be living next door to a WINCO, I thank you none the less.
a girl in need of chocolate, who wishes that chocolate could contain gummy bears.