Hummm...how could I do that? New curtains in the livingroom? Rearrange the bedroom? Zach would be wondering how many Monsters I had that day. Put up more pictures...oh wait, we still don't really have any photos of the two of us besides wedding. I could get a new wardrobe maybe. Anyone have an extra few hundred bucks they would like to donate to decorating my life?
Okay, so the suggestion came from a caramel Dove chocolate candy. I love the little messages, but some are just too cheesy to take seriously. "Follow your instinct", "You look good in red", "Listen to your heartbeat and dance", and other such oddities. Some are rather fun and you can give away to specific deserving someones.
The thing is that I am having this huge revelation! I am really starting to really like chocolate. More so dark, but then milk chocolate and then anything with caramel! I have never had a real love of the stuff. Mix it with coffee or put a few chips of it in a cookie, but that was it up until about a year ago. It slowly came upon me starting with dark chocolate and then it just grew. It is now having to rationed. I have never rationed chocolate!!! I don't know what it is. Can you grow up into being a chocolate lover? I know that women are known to have this acient innert desire for the cocoa bean products, but I always prided myself that I was and would never be one and that chocolate would never be a sought after object of affection for me.
I am not to the double chocolate and triple layer fudge brownie cake dessert yet, but if I had just a bite or two, I am sure it would be a couple moments of scrumdiliumptiousness. Between that and random moments of unwanted and only very very slightly warrented tearing up over a book ending or remembering that I still have dishes left to wash before bed when I am so tired, could this be called getting older and growing into what was always meant to be -- one of the 89% of women in the world? A few more years please!!!
