Creature of Habit

So I've decided to pop in today and post. I actually may make this more of a habit than I originally planned. After blogging the other day I realized that I missed it. So I'll try to be more frequent but if I'm not it's because I'm drowning in wedding plans and all the good things that go along with it.

I have realized that I am a creature of habit. I'm sure we all are but I realized this a few weeks ago. My sister in law was set to be induced to have the baby on the 10th of February so I volunteered to come down the Sunday before and stay all week to help with the cooking, cleaning and taking care of the kids so her and my brother could relax and prepare for Emma's arrival. Emma was such a big baby and Jenny was hurting so badly the last month and half of the pregnancy that I felt I needed to go down and help her out some.

Anyway, the weekend before, Alan was up in Nashville visiting me and I was able on that Sunday ride back with him to Tuscaloosa to stay with my brother and his family and become their servant for a week. It was so nice to spend a few hours on the road with my man. We always have such a good time when we are together and this was no exception. When I head down to Alabama to visit Alan I always stop at certain place coming and going. It's what I've done even before I met Alan and I was just visiting my family. So this is five years or so of stopping at this particular exit. Alan was going to keep going but I told him that we had to stop here and I couldn't stop at any other place. After he gave me the look like, "You are one crazy woman", he pulled over and I joyfully hopped out of the truck. (I actually mean I hopped out. He has no running boards on his truck and it's too high off the ground for my short legs. So I basically strap a parachute on my back and jump out.)

This particular thing is not even what I'm referring to when I say I'm a creature of habit although I can see where that may apply. My thing is that when I stop at this particular Pilot station I get the same snack. Every. Single. Time. It is the best snack in all the world but I can't find it in grocery stores...only gas stations or truck stops. Here it is:


I love popcorn. I think I get that love from my mom. She loves her some cheddar cheese popcorn. I'm a fan of all flavors. But there is something about this particular brand that really makes me want to run through a meadow of flowers. It's also gluten free if any of you are on a gluten free diet. They have many flavors: caramel, butter, white cheddar, jalapeno, red chili, and kettle corn. I've only tried the caramel, white cheddar and butter. They are all delicious but since my favorite all time flavor of popcorn is caramel that is what I always revert too and this is what I get to snack every time I go to Tuscaloosa and every time I head back to Nashville. If I don't get this...my weekend has been ruined.