May

Brownies Are My Abusive Boyfriend

I tell myself that I won’t go back. This is the last time. Never again. I deserve better than this.

But then I start to remember the good times. How perfect it could be. We were so great together. And I go back.

But this time is different. It’s over. Really. No don’t look at me that way. I don’t care if you’re sorry. I’m moving on.

What? There’s ice cream, too? Oh in that case…

(’cause Phantom Scribbler’s not the only one)

May 29th, 2006 at 2:54 am
JadedTLC

I have SOO felt your plight. Stupid tasty brownies.
May 30th, 2006 at 7:55 am
meredith

I’m in a terrible relationship with pistachio nuts.
May 31st, 2006 at 1:53 pm
Antique Mommy

My 88-year-old Aunt Jean makes the best brownies ever (she doesn’t skimp on the nuts)and when she sends them over, I hurry up and eat them all, so I can get on with my life.
January 28th, 2008 at 11:49 am
Rebecca

I had actually never read this post before.
But stick with them, honey! If you love them enough, you can CHANGE them.