Yes, this is another Weight Watchers (WW) post. Apologies in advance if you are already bored with my newfound attempt to regain control of my  indulgent behavior. By indulgent, I really mean “Chip Addiction.” See previous post if this is already confusing for you. Sundays are my grocery shopping days. I get up bright and early and hit the store around 8 or 9 am. It is a beautiful thing because nobody is ever there. Well, except for the 10 regulars I normally see. It’s like drunk yoga…or something like that. What I’m saying is, I depend on my Sunday morning grocery trips to keep me sane. I don’t know how I got on that tangent, but the real reason I brought this up…