As a result of this whorishness (and just fyi, husband has a sugar fixation too), we go through a lot of sugar at our house.
So last week I was out, and made a pit stop at one of my least favourite shopping places (I've wrote about this place before...I'll just call it The-Hell-Which-Shall-Not-Be-Named) and after I stocked up on the essentials - diapers, wipes, baby food, tp - my brain sent me a jolt that said "Suuuuuuuuuuuugaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrr!" so I cranked the cart around for the baking aisle.
Imagine my surprise when I got home and went to fill my sugar canister, when I discovered that instead of sugar, I had some sort of *cocaine reminiscent, artificial sweetener! It may have been white, and it make have been slightly sweet, but the look and texture of this stuff was pure cocaine.
On the left is the "sugar" I got from The-Hell-Which-Shall-Not-Be-Named, and on the right is proper sugar, which I went out to buy the next morning.
I swear, if I would have used the cocaine sugar, I would have surely turned into this kind of mommy within a week.
*Obviously this wasn't really cocaine sugar, keep your pants on Hell store.