Recently, I took a few teammates of mine to Wal-Mart. They offered me gas money for taking them, but as usual, I declined because we were only going down the street. Anyway, while shopping they insisted on buying me something. We happened to be in the bread/everything bad for you, sweet stuff aisle. They suggested I get Oatmeal Creme Pies and just the mention of that "snack" immediately made me crave them. I used to always eat these pies as a kid and it brought a little nostalgia back into my life. I accepted their small gift and when I got back home I couldn't resist opening the box. I felt guilty for even eating one and still have looked to see just how many grams of fat/sugar are in one small, round oatmeal creme pie. 12 come in a box and I think I have eaten one a day for the past week. I guess if that's the only "bad" thing I'm eating, then I'm doing alright. We all deserve to treat ourselves and this is definitely my kind of treat. I want one now, but eating that at 11:00 in the morning isn't the best idea for energy that will last the rest of my long day.
Oatmeal creme pies are good, not only because they taste wonderful, but because of the memories I attach to them.
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