So, I love Sundays. Especially love the afternoon naps! But today...not so much. You see, I'm on the diet rollercoaster AGAIN and when I laid down to take a nap all I could think about was chocolate. I imagined myself biting into a big, creamy chocolate bar and then I imagined downing a gallon of chocolate brownie ice cream. After that, it was handfuls of Cadbury chocolate eggs. Needless to say by the time I finally fell asleep I was salivating on my pillow. After a couple of hours of dreamland, J and I headed over to visit his mom across the street for a few minutes and when we came home, my nostrils were assaulted with waves of heavenly bliss. Jaxon had decided to make brownies for a Sunday night treat and he was just taking them out of the oven. I almost cried!
Why can't chocolate be a part of the diet?! How can anything so good be so bad? I mean, really!!!! Chocolate has always been more than just a treat to me. It's my best friend when I'm feeling low, or even when I'm happy and excited. It never lets me down and always, always, always brings me joy. So what's the deal? Never mind the fact that it's probably the cause of why I need to forever diet.
Chocolate, oh sweet chocolate. I long for your sweet tender mercies to my taste buds. I dream of your sensual creaminess and the euphoria you bring to my senses. Please come back into my life!
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You are a good writer. You should write a book. Really.
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