That darn Hostess truck.....

So Ian woke up entirely to early this morning, around 5:30 to be exact and just wouldn't go back to sleep...oh the joys of motherhood. I know his teeth are bothering him, so I gave him the morning dose of motrine.....determined not to have a whiny child all day I decided to get out early and go walk at the mall. We did pretty good, I actually broke a sweat so that has to mean something right??? On the way home I was feeling good about myself for a change, until I saw the Hostess truck.....that's when the craving began...maybe I need a Twinkie or possibly a Cupcake. No, I kept telling myself you just walked you don't need anything, but oh the voices in my head told me otherwise! Then to make matters worse, I see a sign on the back of the truck that says sales reps needed and a number....for a minute I thought about calling. Who doesn't love Twinkies? I could sell them or even drive a truck like a friend of ours. That's when I realized I really have gone mad:) The Power of Hostess has taken over, darn that freaking truck!