No More Candy!

I'm only making this bold statement because my tummy hurts.  As I mentioned in my previous blog, we went to the movie yesterday, but what I neglected to tell you was what I ate while sitting for two hours.  Santa brought me two large boxes of Milk Duds, and I've been waiting for the opportunity to eat some of them.  I don't really need to have a set time and place, but I thought it would be better to bring them to the movies, rather than sit around on my behind at home and eat them.  This makes perfect sense to me, and I'm pretty proud of myself for not breaking into either box of Milk Duds until now.  Anyway, I ate the whole darn box.  Bill noticed I was eating something besides his popcorn, and asked for one (Bill's the one cookie guy).  It was dark and I suppose he didn't see my loot, nor did he notice me gulping them down.  By the end of the movie, I had eaten the whole box, with the exception of the one or two I gave Bill.  Now my stomach hurts, and I think I know why.