Green Book Movie and Buncha Crunch Candy

Green Book Movie and Buncha Crunch Candy

My daughter is 13 years old and is in 7th grade.  She is very level headed, brilliant academically and just a bright and cheerful girl.

I go to her for advice more often then she comes to me.

Yesterday, she brought home her valentines candy from school.

I kind of dug through it with my hand, but didn’t see much too enticing.

There were the typical hard sugar candies and jelly candies, none of which sets me off into a sugar craze.

But there was a box of Buncha Crunch in her valentines bag.

I pretended to grab her candy, and she wasn’t having any of it.

Sarcastically, she said “Dad, I’m not addicted like you.  I don’t have to eat the whole bag, I can eat one or two and be fine.”

I laughed and agreed.

I’m just not wired that way with sugar.  I can either eat a whole box of these at the movie or not one.  The taste of one of these crunchy chocolate yummy balls is the catalyst for an avalanche of binge and shame (yes, I do empower sugar candies way too much):

And, I did in fact eat a whole buncha crunch over the weekend.  While watching Green Book:

I had to go home and take a nap after the movie, because sugar zaps me.

And then I had to restart my no sugar counter (Which is now on Day 4 and I am happy about that).

Green Book was a brilliant movie:

I wrote this review for IMDB:

A Life Changing Movie

Viggo Mortensen had me chomping very slowly and quietly on my popcorn and buncha crunch so I wouldn’t miss a word.

My wife and I danced in our seats during the Piano at the Bar scene.

A thoughtful, romantic thrill ride; destination ending in a tender embrace.


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