These bad boys right here are what cause me to whine about the added 30 lbs I gain starting from February right clear through to May. Forget the Christmas weight everyone's sporting once January rolls around, I usually hold off all Christmas treats so I can go bok-choy on Mini-Eggs! The Easter Bunny is always welcome at my house, Santa on the other hand can take a flying leap off the rooftop of my house unless he can convince Cadbury to make these year-round. I know that sounds harsh, but I'm an addict.
Be warned, they are so good and yet so very, very bad.
4 comments:
I hear ya! those babies are to DIE for!!! we should have a mini egg eating party together! I'll come over and we'll just eat mini eggs while watching a funny movie!? can't loose with that one! I'll talk Nan into it! ;)
miss seeing you! :(
Hey, make sure that I am invited to this mini-egg eating goodness. I be I can out eat you all!!
HAHA!
I tried to leave this comment twice before, hopefully it will work this time:
My friend Patty makes special road trips from Olympia, WA up to Canada every few years to stock up on the Cadbury Mini-Eggs, because you can't (or couldn't, I'm not sure which) get them in the USA. Looks like these things have a cult following.
Erica, you're bang-on. Mini-eggs are cute, but so devious.
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