Since the S.O. left for the tundra, I've been planning meals and doing the grocery shopping with all the intelligence of a slightly brain-damaged teenage boy. When the S.O. is around, I may have an occasional odd craving but I have the good sense not to indulge it. But today I found myself at Target on my lunch break, and this actually jumped into the cart. Along with a Dr. Pepper, a bag of Cheetos, and a package of Australian licorice. Even worse, I'm sitting here actually eating the stuff.
Maybe I should just take comfort in helping to support the economy of northern Wisconsin* and not think too hard about the way jerky looks like road kill. (I also think their Sasquatch ads go so far beyond stupid the only possible explanation is that everyone at the ad agency grew up huffing Aqua Net hair spray, but that's a topic for another time.)
(*I've actually been to Minong, but did not dine at Grandma Link's Restaurant, although I hear the food's not bad, nor did I browse the cars on the lot at Link's Ford, or look at campers at Link's RV Sales -- who'd a thunk that Link was an actual family name and not something made up by a corporate shill?)