Pop-porn

I went to a movie for the first time in months on Monday night. Today is Wednesday, and I am still savoring my popcorn.

It's funny, I don't often I get popcorn, let alone a whole bag to myself! I usually decline ordering any because I can't stand hearing my fellow movie goers eating it. So what does that have to do with me eating it? Couldn't tell you.

And more often than not, I crave it the next day.

This time around I actually skipped dinner so I could chow down on the buttery, air popped goodness. And for a little extra treat I dowsed it in ketchup seasoning. Yummy!

I currently have my bag of heaven stowed away in the spice cupboard. No one ever goes in there. Hell, I rarely do.

Until now.