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Voodoo Donuts

On Tuesday I took the day off of work because I thought I was having an allergic reaction or weird virus and possibly dying, but it turns out it was just really bad acne. Pretty embarrassing. So, I spent the rest of the day with my mom and brother. They were kind enough to come with me to the Social Security Office so that I could officially change my name. So sweet. It was so nice not having to be there alone because there were some, interesting people there. We waited about an hour and then it was done!

Next, we went to Voodoo Donuts! My mom said it's on her summer bucket list and I've been wanting to go there for awhile. I originally saw them on this episode of Leverage where my favorite character is eating the fruit loop donut, so I needed one.

Good things come in pink boxes.
I felt like a little kid sitting in the backseat. My brother called shotgun. That donut was so sweet that it physically hurt to eat it the last few bites, and I have a very big sweet tooth. It was so good! So different! I also had one with M&M's on it this morning. That woke me up!
My mommy and her donut :)

We got Sammy a bacon and maple donut and when I got home I asked him what he would have liked, and he said just a plain one. That is unacceptable. These people make crazy cool donuts, you cannot have a plain one. Luckily he ate the bacon one!
(UPDATE- When I wrote this post, Sammy hadn't actually eaten his donut. He said he was going to, but did not. It was getting soggy, so I ate it for him. It was quite good.)

It makes no sense to me why Voodoo Donuts is here. There's three in Oregon, and then one random one in Colorado. If you ever find yourself here though, I highly suggest you try Voodoo Donuts. SO GOOD! I feel like a true Coloradoan now.



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  1. That's so random! I've been to Voodoo a lot, and I had not idea they had one in Colorado. I thought it was an Oregon thing. In any case, yummy ;) I like the terribly sweet bubblegum one!

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  2. I seriously thought you had gone to Oregon to get donuts on your day off - I was so confused! I didn't know they had one in Colorado! Drooooool!

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