As I started the long,
LONG road through Utah’s desert,
I opened the super-pack of Twizzlers my mother-in-law bestowed upon us and glanced at the snack packs the boys prepared for our journey and I thought to myself, “Crap!”
Then I added up all the times we’d driven through fast-food places in the name of I am only stopping for as long as it takes to buy food and pee!. It wasn’t pretty.
Good thing I started back with WW yesterday!