For anyone out there who has that ONE favorite snack, you know, the one that you can devour with absolute abandon… ya, you know who you are…

I Salute you!

It takes a great athlete, to eat through a package of pure sugar (basically), and come out the other side alive! Not just alive, but ready to do it all again!

It takes much training, as well as dedication to the sport (addictive candy habit), to withstand the possibility of foundering on our favorite treat!

For all great athlete’s, the winning secret is a back-up buddy… yes folks, it is that easy! My back-up buddy is my husband, who always has my back… seriously… if he didn’t, I would quite possibly eat so much licorice, that my teeth would simply fall out! Seriously, I have absolutely no will power, when it comes to my Twizzler Pull a parts! If they ever stop making them, it will be me on the evening news, seen picketing in front of the Twizzler Plant… trust me, they will want to start that old candy machine up… right fast and in a hurry!

If it were up to me, we would be homeless with a cart full of candy. That is where my back-up buddy comes to the rescue… both, by lovingly ripping the poor candy bag from my sticky fingers, and distracting me with sweet talk, while he hides the bag. He has no choice… that candy has to last… and he prefers my smile with teeth still intact! Besides, can you believe how expensive candy has gotten? Yeesh!

Once in a while, when there is extra cash… he buys me a bag… and pretends he does not notice me eat the WHOLE bag!

My advice to you is… Back-up Buddies… get one if you don’t already have one… but get your own… you can’t have mine!

He is so darn cute!!!