Cheetos?

So I had the insane craving for Puff Cheetos, today. Im not all that sure I truly care for them, yet, for some reason, I felt the need to have some. Well, they are not sold in this town and that dissapoints me a bit.

Perhaps this was my body telling me I was craving the familiar. I have done my best to keep a fair distance from things American, hoping to expand my crafty creative cultural side, but then it was not just the cheetos. I wanted Cheez-Wiz too! Hell, put that chemically inhanced psuedo cheese on the extra cheesy puff cheetos. What has gotten into me?

I have been able to keep up with re-runs of the Simpsons... in Spanish, and clever movies I introduce to my family that we then watch in Spanish. These include, but are not limited to

Father of the Bride
Serendipity
American Beauty
White Chicks
Pulp Fiction
Old School
and oddly, Shindlers List

I really pushed for the Sex and the City movie...thus, I failed. Not because they are particular unfond of the topic of sex, but rather have a dislike towards Sarah Jessica Parker. Sadly, I almost ended my friendship with the entire family based on this conversation. Faith and Confidence was restored in them when they laughed to the point of tears in the movie The 6th sense.

Finally, I made a quick mental list of the things I miss. Like the movies, they include, but are not limited to

Sex and the City reruns
Both of my cats
Sushi
Jim, also known as my Boyfiend because the fam cannot remember and/or pronounce his name
Ranch dressing
Always family and friends
And apparently, Puff Cheetos.

I will try and post some photos for all to see. Naturally, only the ones where I look good!