I was so freaking desperate for chocolate last night that I resorted to 3 chocolate Viactiv vitamins.
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On top of the 2 I already had that morning- soley for calcium purposes.
Umm, can’t be sure but I’m leaning towards the fact that wasn’t too smart.
How pathetic.
The truth is that I can’t keep “crap” in my house because it will get eaten!
Not eaten in a normal human being way.
Eaten in a Gargantuan-I’m-Going-To-Suck-The-Life-Right-Out-of-This-Refrigerator-And-Then-Smear-Peanut Butter-All-Over-Myself sort of way.
(insert evil laugh) Muahahahahahaha
My self control is rather lacking. Thank God Will can’t cook. That would have been disastrous.
Ha, while we’re on the subject of eating I ought to mention I’m going to the Gaucho this weekend (the one in Kuwait- not in the UK of course) to have a 10 ounce slab of marble-y Argentinean beef so tender and amazing that when it’s slapped on my plate- juice comes flying at my new shirt.
And I don’t even get mad.
The company at the Gaucho, however, will be far less thrilling than this steak.
(then again, what IS more thrilling than a huge pile of roaring beef jucing all over itself and staring right at you- right?)
We’ll be accompanying my parents on a triple date.
Yes, incase you’re wondering, Will is thrilled. He clasped his hands in jubulation and began jumping up and down and in a high pitch shrill yelled, “Yay! Friends, friends friends! We’re going out with frrrrrrrriends for dinner!”
not.
I’m going to have to drug the poor man to get him to go.
Shh- he doesn’t know that part yet.
Do you think a sleeping pill and 20 cups of coffee will make him lucid and excited to be at this grand event? Hmmm....
Anyway, we’re going out with another couple a little older than my parents.
We’re going to talk about Metamucil and IRAs and how often we pee after 11 pm and our children and how smart and wildly successful they are.
Hmmm- note to self: enroll Boz in Higher Education
Who am I kidding? No one is going to believe Boz, my little boy dog, is smart enough to attend school.
Note to self: enroll Lucy in Higher Education
Yeah, that’s better.
I can’t wait. Fun fun!
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or at least blogging material.
oh-
and steak.
More to Come…
Now, that’s just not right...you know how much I love beef. Grr. I’ll be your date and Willy and Aaron can sit at home and be men. Actually, tonight I have my own affair that I’m dragging Aaron to. What is it with guys and not wanting to participate?
As for chocolate, I don’t eat much as it is, but I like to keep around a thing of individually wrapped chocolates...dark chocolate if possible. That way, if I get a craving, I start out with one and increase from there as needed. It limits me because if I had a chocolate bar, I would totally just eat the entire thing. Something about having to individually open the chocolate stops me from really wanting it that much.
Oh, and be careful about those calcium candies...good for your dose of calcium, but eat too many and you could wind up with some kidney stones...and you SO don’t want to go to a hospital in Q8. BTW, what do you do when you get sick?