A few weeks ago, when my dad came up to help build a porch for our house, a certain someone who SHALL be named later in this post brought with HER a bag of Reisen double chocolate candy chews. (If you are unfamiliar of this candy please discontinue reading this post immediately. I don’t want what happened to me to happen to you!) Upon leaving my house after the project was done, the said bag of candy was left in my office for me to discover. Whether this was intentional or not is still under investigation. Regardless, I noticed the bag of candy and having never tasted said candy I tried one. What happened next, I was unprepared for. The Reisen with all its double european chocolate indulgent rich delicious long-lasting chewy chocolate hit my system with such force that I HAD to have another one.

Then another one.

And then another.

and so on…

Next thing I know I am trying to plan my next trip into town to somehow land me in the local Walmart to pick up another bag of Reisen’s. I am horribly addicted to them. I need an Reisentervention. Juli’s worried about me. I try to be discreet but she keeps finding discarded wrappers all over the house.

Who started me down this path you say? It was my little sister Tia. She is the culprit and she knows it. I am pretty sure it is for all those times as kids I picked on her. I used to tell her that Mom and Dad found her under a rock when she was a baby and felt sorry for her so they brought her home. That was back when I didn’t really like her. I’ve warmed up to her now but it hasn’t been easy. I suppose that as far as baby sisters go, she is ok. I mean she can paint and that can be a valuable life skill when used properly. Anywho, so I am finally warming up to liking my sister after a period of years and boom! She does this to me! How cruel. I am trying to forgive her right now and hence this post. They say its cathartic to get your feelings out in the open.

Maybe I will go have a Reisen. That always makes me feel better….