Hello.

My name is Miss M, and I'm an addict.
Thank GOD these only come out a few times a year. There's a Valentine's day version, and some years, a fourth of July version. Right now, I'm plowing through box after box of the Christmas ones. My weight loss has stalled, and I'm sure it has something to do with these little lovelies.

Yeah, they're dry yellow cake and overly sweet, waxy frosting, but I could eat them all day long. I guess they fall into that category of gross comfort foods from your childhood, along with Stove Top stuffing and Easy Cheese in a can. My husband won't touch them, and that man will eat just about anything (with the exception of most vegetables) that you set in front of him. Heck, I fed the man salmon three times before he confessed he didn't care for it!

Whenever I see these stupid boxes of overprocessed, cheap, chemically junk (I think there's crack in the frosting) show up on store shelves I get all sorts of happy inside. Pink and white cookies may be gone forever, but hopefully, my girl Little Debbie will stick around for a while.

(I totally Photoshopped that one myself. Kinda proud of that quick little hack job! )