Sour Balls

I just took roomie to the airport. Lucy and I have the house to ourselves for the week and I'm having a BIG PARTY - email me for directions. ha ha

Anyway, my latest thing is sour balls. They are sooooooo yummy. I've seen them a million times at the gas station, but I used to always buy these other sour candies. They were softer. I decided recently that the sour balls looked good and I'd like to switch things up - and I made the right decision. They are amazing. Literally, for the past few days - every day I keep going to my favorite convenience store down the street from my house, where my favorite cute little 18 year old hottie works - good lord, I should be going to jail for the thoughts in my head. He's so cute and young and adorable and whenever I go in there he flirts like hell with me and I tell him if only I was ten years younger and he flashes me those pearly whites and his dimples come out and anyway, there was a point to this story right??

Oh yeah - sour balls - I bought them out. I went in every day to buy a bag and now they are out. So, I had to go to a different store yesterday and I bought 3 bags. That should last Lucy and I about 2 days maybe. If it was up to her, she'd eat the whole bag in five minutes, but I put them in a jar far out of her reach and we eat them while I'm playing poker, reading blogs, watching T.V., talking on Yahoo Messenger - hi waffles - checking my facebook, writing on twitter

This brings me to the real point of this post and yes, I swear there is a point. Back when roomie and I were living in Florida, we went to like Costco or something and bought like a 5 pound bag of Mike and Ike's. Yes, he has a sweet tooth that equals and possibly surpasses mine. So, we were munching away on these candies and eventually we headed to bed. Lucy, Don and I crawl into bed and head to dream land. Morning comes and we get up and like, there's piles of gooey juice all over the hard wood floors. Not just one pile. Every time we walked a few steps we'd see another pile. I think roomie might have even stepped in one accidentally. We were trying to figure out what happened when we saw the 5 pound bag of Mike and Ike's had been tampered with. Yup - Lucy strikes again. It was our bad for not putting the bag out of her reach. She got into the bag, ate and ate and ate in the middle of the night until she made herself sick and then she proceeded to puke all over every inch of the house.

So, we feel sorry for her, we all crawl into bed and she's not feeling well and we are petting her and loving her and telling her it's going to be okay, when all of a sudden, like in slow motion, I saw her body shaking and I realized she wasn't finished - I fly out of the bed as quickly as possible, but Don wasn't so lucky. Lucy puked all over him!!!! Oh my god it was quite possibly one of the funniest things I've ever seen in my life. Even roomie can agree that it was funny as hell.

What a mess. Do you know how sticky Mike and Ike puke is? Wow! It's really hard to clean up. We learned a valuable lesson though.