So, here I was on my vacation day, catching up on my blogs (oh, how I miss having reading time) and watching TV when a commercial comes on for these little puppies...
gave in. I managed to justify my trip to the store by combining it with things that the cats needed. You know, like food and cat litter.
I'm ashamed to admit it, but the need for Pizza Rolls got so strong that I just did it. I put on a sweatshirt and my tennis shoes and headed to the store.
Hair still wound up on top of my head from bed last night.
In the sweats I'd been wearing while lounging on the couch.
And let's not even talk about the teeth.
Being a good blogger, I took pictures (I'm still not sure why). My phone, being a better blogger, refused to send them to my email for me to post (I think I'll have to thank my phone for that later).
Move over People of WalMart, here comes GunDiva of King Soopers.