Have you ever wanted a piece of chocolate so bad that you experienced actual physical pain? Then searched your kitchen, your freezer, the back of the pantry and the children's "stash" spots, hoping to find a little chocolately sumthin'-sumthin', but come up empty-handed, and then actually shed a tear or two and begged your husband to go to the grocery store to buy chocolate at 9:30 p.m. only to be completely ignored?
Yeah, me neither.
5 comments:
Ha ha. Yes.
TOO many times, man i have acutally sent hubby out for reese's in the middle of the night.
Uh, nooooooo, I wouldn't know anything about that. AT ALL.
Yes.
This sounds like me last night. Left over laffy taffy from last year's Halloween stash just didn't do it for me.
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