Tuesday, March 23, 2010

My chocolate lover

I'm having a clandestine affair.
A torrid romance.

With chocolate.

It's getting harder and harder for me to hide all the chocolate I've been eating from Hubby.  In part because the chocolate (and cookies and cocoa) are all over the place.  And also because my once slimming waistline has stopped slimming.

I'd rather have chocolate than anything else.  More than sex.  More than new shoes.  More than jewelry.  More than a quiet, happy baby.  Ok, yeah.  I'd rather have a quiet, happy baby than chocolate.  But it's close!