Sixty-two days…
I’m going to warn you straight from the get-go that this is a silly post. I’m in a silly mood. It’s probably from the sugar. You might be thinking, “What sugar?” Continue reading…
Last week our church had a bonfire. I can’t ever go anywhere empty handed, so I decided to make a really cute owl out of cupcakes that I saw on Pinterest. It turned out completely adorable, but in order to make the eyes, I needed M&M’s. I only needed two, yet I purchased a family-sized bag. Have I mentioned I’m an M&M addict?
I’ve been living in a little bit of denial the last few days. I’ve been telling myself things like, “It’s just a couple small pieces of candy; it won’t hurt anything.” Then I move on to saying things like, “Okay, It’s just a handful, I’ll just skip lunch.” After that I say, “I only ate three quarters of the bag, I won’t eat anything else today.” That all sounded well and good until I looked at the clock, which told me it was only 10:30 am.
Every once in a while everybody needs a little chocolate. Actually, every once in a while I need A LOT of chocolate. So, this week while so many others are testifying about all the wonderful, mushy, gushy things they are thankful for, (Don’t worry, I will probably be extra mushy, gushy tomorrow.) let me just say… I am thankful for M&M’s! Chocolate has a way of transporting me to my happy place, and everyone who lives in my home likes it much better when I reside there.
Yes, the sugar has absolutely gone to my brain…