I have to admit I am addicted to 7-eleven. There's nothing like a Slurpee or even a Big Gulp or Super Big Gulp. I say it probably started when I was 6 months pregnant with Noah and we moved to Utah. They pretty much have one on every corner. During the few month we lived in Sandy, I used to dig for change and make a stop on my way back from taking Dan to the Traxx station. Once we moved out to West Jordan, it became less convenient, but I still managed to find a reason to stop, or make a Slurpee run, especially during the summer months.Lucky for me, there is a 7-eleven right here in Fernley, which I hate to say, I frequent regularly. However, I try to raid the piggy bank and gather change to do it. It's pretty bad when your husband will make a late night Slurpee run for you during movie night.
Unlucky for me, is now I have two kids that realize the goodness of a Slurpee, or in the pictures above a Super Big Gulp. So, I rarely get my own anymore. Even when we get Noah his own treat, he'd rather share with me. And if I'm not careful he helps Zoe drink mine as well.
At least he likes to share with his sister.
2 comments:
Seriously! Why did you leave us! We would totally have to do Slurpee runs with you. Our kids have figured out the joy of Slurpees too. =) Corey comes home with them every so often. I know we wouldn't mind if they put one down the street from us. Like that would ever happen anyway! I wish they would get their behinds in gear and build something close by.
I know what you mean! Slurpees are probably the closest thing to a "real" pregnancy craving that I've had. What sucks, though, is that the 7-11 down the street has had really weird/gross flavors only for a while now. What ever happened to classic Cherry?!
Post a Comment