This is like the really sad version of Chelsea Handler's "Are you there, Vodka? It's me Chelsea."
"You're always there, Chexmix" is the next chapter of the self-help book I'm writing for myself.
Basically I've been eating way too much Chexmix. It's just happened. It's my favorite food and well, sometimes, as humans, we get gluttonous and we seek our favorites...daily.
The fact is Chexmix is and always will be there. You don't have to wait for Chexmix to text you back. You don't have to worry about how you look around Chexmix (even the fancy Turtle kind). You don't have to get emotionally involved with Chexmix. It is the ONLY Friends with Benefits scenario that will EVER work. The Chex feel wanted and you get your fix. (Take a page from my book Mila Kunis' and Timberlake's of the world)
All of that being said...I got a trainer. Starting Monday AM I will be sweatin to the '00's with Tanya. She's going to do the 'ol Jillian Michaels on my ass and I couldn't be more excited to get my chexmixbiscs KICKED! Then I will not feel so much guilt as I snuggle up with my Traditional or Cheddar or Peanut Lovers or Turtle or Hot & Spicy (ow owwww) or for my night's out on the town...Bold Party Blend. Chexmix is not just a mix of chex, pretzels, peanuts and love...it's a way of life. A Bold Party Blend of life's treasures.
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