Friday, February 18, 2011


After the kids go to bed, I usually have a bit of chocolate as a reward for getting through the day. Last night, we ran out! Around Christmas time my husband hid a few bars around the house...b/c he can't ever get any when he wants some. Only, now he can't remember where he put them. I started finding looking on cabinets, behind books, goin' nuts. Twitching. Even crying at one point! I ran down stairs to get a cocoa packet and didn't even bother putting it in milk first!!

I think I'm becoming an addict; I even pimped myself out with sex if he went out to pick up some cookies and bars (which he did!). I just might have a problem! LOL! - Erica M.

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