Golden-wrapped candy of happiness

Yesterday, I made a short trip to the grocery store with Mom and the sisters. While we were there, I decided that I needed some rollos. There were no rollos in the entire grocery store. Ok, we have have to stop at Kwik Trip, too. I'll get rollos there. Kwik Trip was also devoid of rollos. Whiskey tango foxtrot?!! How can both the grocery store AND the gas station be out of rollos? Fortunately, B had a stash in her room. Which I promptly stole when I got home.


My very delicious, gold-wrapped candies of happiness. How exciting it was to finally have some.