This really should be entitled shameful confession because this is clearly a shameful indulgence.
I love thin mints, there I said it. It’s out there for the world to see. I haven’t always loved them, but since having Amelia I’ve developed quite a taste for them. Not sure if I should thank or blame my father and my husband for introducing me to those little discs of delight.
The reason I say this is a shameful indulgence is because their existence is not a good thing. I still have 8lbs of pregnancy weight and about 10 more I’d like to lose and they counter act my efforts.
Thankfully we’re all out of them, Dustin polished off the last two cookies a few days ago. So, I’d like to think that they’re out of my life until next February…not so. I was on a message board today and a friend posted about the greatest food concoction ever…the Dairy Queen Thin Mint Blizzard.
I suppose that my shame shall continue just a bit longer. Thankfully it’s just one of those promotional things that lasts for only a month. It’s going to be a delightful July.
