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Win-It Wednesday: Little Debbie Prize Pack (10 Winners!)

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If you’re like me, you noticed a few weeks ago that when the St. Patrick’s Day green was put away, the first thing to hit the stores was Little Debbie spring-themed snacks on the end caps of the aisles and at the registers. You can almost tell the season just by watching the Little Debbie selection at the store, something that hasn’t changed since I was a child.

Right now on Little Debbie’s Facebook page, you can enter to win their Million Smile Mission for a chance to win the grand prize of a 16′ Airstream Sport Trailer or one of several other prizes, including Kodak Slice Cameras, Kodak ESP 7250 Printers, digital picture frames, Little Debbie Prize Packs and more!

Ten lucky Deal Seeking Mom winners will each receive a Little Debbie prize pack that includes:

  • 2 boxes of Cloud Cakes
  • 2 boxes of Spring Snacks

To enter, tell me one memory involving snack cakes from when you were a kid or as an adult if you didn’t have them as a child. Did your mom pack them in your lunch box? Were they a special treat reserved for road trips? Did you eat your first snack cake in college when you were on your own?

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Every reader has four methods available to enter this contest. Choose one each of any combination of method one, two, three, or four for up to a total of 4 entries!!!

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Methods of entry:

1. Leave a comment. Tell me your Little Debbie memory.

2. Join the Little Debbie community and the Deal Seeking Mom community on Facebook for more conversation, additional deals and a peek at the freebies I receive in the mail each week. Come back and leave a separate comment letting me know you’ve done so!

3. Follow @DealSeekingMom and @LittleDebbie on Twitter and tweet the following. Be sure to come back and leave a separate comment with the link to your tweet!

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4. Subscribe to my feed via RSS or email. You must confirm your email subscription for it to be a valid entry! Leave a separate comment letting me know you have done so. If you’re already a subscriber, simply leave a separate comment letting me know you’re already subscribed. Lovin’ my subscribers! You guys make this all possible.

Prize:
(10) Little Debbie Prize Packs, as described above

This giveaway ends at 10:30 a.m. EDT on 3/31 and is open to all U.S. residents 18 years or older. I’ll use And the Winner Is to select the winning comment. Winner will be notified by email and listed on my Giveaway Winners page. Winners must respond within 48 hours of notification to claim their prize. Good luck!

While you’re in a contest entering mood, don’t forget to check out the Giveaway Gathering for a variety of contests being hosted on Deal Seeking Mom readers’ blogs!

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  1. myeviltwin

    Easy: A True Story
    Up until recently I thought I had standards. I thought I had taste, a discriminating palate, or at least a modicum of self-respect. Truth be told, I was a snob. And apparently I was wrong about it all.
    The other night I came face to face with a side of myself I could barely recognize. It was a wake-up call, maybe even the proverbial cry for help. I had an experience which may well have changed the way I see myself for the rest of my life. All this time I’d thought I was strong, but what I learned is that I’m weak, helpless, a sniveling doormat, eager to throw myself under the fickle pumps of the first little tart who catches my eye.
    Oh, she caught me in a moment of weakness, there was no doubt, and she took full advantage of the opportunity. I was in Albertson’s, which is practically across the street from where I live, but where I prefer not to shop because the music is always uncomfortably loud. But there I was, and the moment I wheeled my cart into the coffee aisle, I was wrapped in a familiar, choking miasma. As I stood there trying to see which brands of Columbian were on sale and what coupons I had in my purse that hadn’t expired the year before, I found myself completely unable to hear myself think. It was like being in a nightmare. Once again, I was caught in a vortex which this time threatened to send me swooning to the floor and I was unable to escape, because I desperately needed that coffee; in fact, I needed everything.
    It had been so long since I’d shopped for groceries that there was no more pasta, not even one can of soup left in the cupboard. I had even run out of cat food, and as it turned out, the cats refused to come near the last two stashed-for-a-rainy-day cans of albacore in spring water I had so graciously offered to share. Now, here I stood, directly under a speaker blaring not Muzak, but, unbelievably, the same music we used to listen to while slow-dancing with smooth-talking, good-for-nothing guys at Alias Smith and Jones in the seventies. You know: Jeffrey Osborn, Anita Baker, Lionel Ritchie – love songs, way too loud, and God, the ambience was just so wrong.
    I chided myself for having decided not to bring earplugs – after all, I was just there to pick up a few things, and come on, wasn’t that being a little bit dramatic? But now I was paying for my error in judgment, and finally it was all I could do to blindly grab a can of Yuban and try to get through the cat food aisle, then over to cereal, and milk, and I would just have to survive for a few days on that, but I had to get out. Now.
    I was really lightheaded by this time and thought for sure I would throw up if I had to go much longer without eating, but I was on a mission. And then, around the next corner: there she was, right in front of me.
    I recognized her immediately. “Little Debbie, you sly wench.” I had heard of her before, and from what I knew, she’d been around the block a few times. I had even seen her out of the corner of my eye once or twice, and never given her a second look. But here she was, at the end of the aisle, all flashy and showing off everything she had: Banana Twins, Chocolate-Covered Peanut Butter Wafers, even Fudge Brownies. My God, they looked good, and I was starving…and weak. I was shocked at how quickly I succumbed to her spell, but she was the devil’s whore, a professional, and absolutely mesmerizing. I, in turn, was like a kid at Disneyland for the first time, or a yokel in Vegas, or the Clampetts in the Hills of Beverly. I had no idea how I’d managed to escape her clutches for so long. To make my fall from grace complete, there was nothing on any of the shelves for over two dollars. Can’t resist a bargain.
    As I tried to maintain my equilibrium I could feel myself being sucked under, despite my famous French disdain for the pedestrian confections consumed by people raised by less sophisticated parents (as I was reminded many times during my childhood). I should have been stronger; I knew better, but I could feel myself crumbling, and I also knew the next thing I was about to feel would be the linoleum rushing up to meet me halfway as I passed out from sheer hunger, drowning in the pervasive slow-dance music dripping from the speaker over the display case, so I did the only thing I could. I decided to – well, I gave in.
    I tried to choose something innocuous, because I knew I was helpless. I thought I had found a way to redeem myself: I would buy the Oatmeal Creme Pies (which might even contain fiber), or I could get the Apple Flips, or maybe the Fig Bars – those were practically health food. I started reading the nutrition information labels, but sure enough, every single thing she waved under my nose was Debauchery-in-a-Box.
    Then I spotted the Angel Food Cakes with Raspberry Filling. Surely those would be relatively chaste; everyone who has ever struggled with her weight knows that Angel Food Cake is safe: a compromise, a patronizing concession to moderation when fighting off a sugar jones. Well, if I thought that was going to work, I was wrong again. Little Debbie had seen to it that these were every bit as chock-full of sin as everything else she was peddling. And the little hussy was so smug, practically winking at me with those guilty green eyes – she knew she had me, alright.
    I finally settled on a box of Marshmallow Crispy Bars – don’t ask me why, in light of the cornucopia of decadence laid out before me, except maybe to punctuate my descent into common, desperate abandonment of self-respect. These were an obvious brand-X knockoff of the more cosmopolitan Rice Krispies Snack Bar, but I threw them into my cart and – this is no lie – before they landed, I snatched them up and ripped open the box right there in the store; maybe it was the wrong end, but it didn’t matter. I grabbed an individually-wrapped brick of the bland, hypersweet foam and fumbled to get it open, but my hands were shaking so badly by this time I had no choice but to tear into it with my teeth and bite down.
    Please believe me when I say I’m not proud of what I did, but I was desperate, and I had to do what I did just to survive. (In that moment I could absolutely relate to those guys whose plane crashed in the Andes, and they had to resort to desperate means to stay alive.) In hindsight, I think I must have had some sense that I was not only saving myself, but was in some small way redeeming the cheap little strumpet who had so cunningly lured me onto her corner. Her perfidy would not be in vain because she allowed me to live. In seconds I started to feel the sugar rush, and I hung my head in shame and whispered, “Thank you, Jesus.”

  3. Debra Getsinger

    I love any kind of Little Debbies and I used to be called “Little Debbie” when I was a little girl. Love those snack cakes!!!

  5. Janette Gussler

    My favorite memory is when my mother used to take me to my grandpas house and i used to open his little debbie cakes just to pick the raisins off and he’d be stuck with a box of cakes for his lunchbox without the raisins!

  10. chelsea

    I only got little debbies at my grandma and grandpas house…my fav is the strawberry shortcake rolls and the swiss rolls with the chocolate inside not the cream!!! i havent had those in a really long time : ( i cant find them…they make me think about when it was easy just being a kid and enjoying the simple things in life : ) I miss my grandpa its been many yrs since he passed : (

  12. Sondra

    My favorite memory of Little Debbie snacks cakes is when we were little my little brother was obsessed with them (he is 21 and still is). He would always get so excited when mom would let him have one and he swore that one day he was going to marry Little Debbie. And til this day he still jokes about how Little Debbie is the only woman for him…besides his wife. haha :)

  14. Lydia Music

    My favorite Little Debbie memory was riding bikes over to my friend Amy’s house and having a star crunch or brownie after some serious play time. I still love them!

  15. Ria

    I guess my earliest memories of Little Debbie’s were the oatmeal creme pies and the swiss cake rolls. I could never eat them “as is”…I ALWAYS had to dis-assemble them as I ate them!

  17. Beverly

    My first memory of Little Debbie snacks would be the Nutty Bars. They are still one of my favorites.

  21. Shannon

    I recall the days of walking to catch the school bus; the neighborhood gas station was on the way. I’d regularly get a “breakfast” from Little Debbie, usually the Nutty Bars or Swiss Cake Rolls. I, too, would disassemble them to prolong the eating enjoyment. Those two are still my favorite LD products…best when frozen!

  22. Debbie P

    I remember sharing Little Debbie Oatmeal Cream Pies with my sister when we were younger. (Some of the rare occations we actually got along.)

  23. Keith Dotson

    I have loved Little Debbie Nutter Butter bars ever since I could get them in the cafeteria at high school. Some days I would bypass lunch and buy a couple of bars and hang out in behind the register at our school store listening to Led Zepplin on the store’s transistor radio.

  24. Shannon

    I have been a Swiss cake roll fan since I was a little girl. Everyone knew it was my favorite, and even to this day my friends remember coming over to my house and having a ham sandwich, Swiss cake roll, and a coke for lunch or snack. Once, I was in the hospital after being pretty sick, and to lift my spirits, my bf snuck in a box of swiss cake rolls and a carton of milk!!!! And still, to this day, I buy Swiss cake rolls (and so does my
    Mom when we visit!)

  27. Darla

    My favorite Little Debbie’s are the white Snack cakes. I have eaten Little Debbie’s snacks for the past 36 years! I had to put my Snack Cakes out of reach of my daughter, who at the time was 3 years old. Not to sound selfish, but those were my comfort food. She pulled a chair over to the counter, climbed on the counter, opened the cupboard door and proceeded to eat every single Little Debbie’s Snack Cakes before I got out of bed! How I found out she had eaten them, she left the wrappers lying around everywhere! I guess she loved them too! So that’s how you start a family tradition!

  28. Sandra Pettry

    My favorite memory of a Little Debbie cake is when my sister-in-law had made me a birthday cake, which my brother did not realize it was my cake, he took a piece out of it, so she inserted a little debbie cake in it and covered it with icing. Of course, I cut right into that piece, actually it was better than her cake.

  29. Leanne

    Funny memory-I almost choked on a Little Debbie brownie because my 2 brothers and I were fighting over the last one. I got it, though!