Sunday, April 12, 2009

For the Love of All Things Chocolate

Easter is upon us and nearly over... My basket was filled with chocolate cats and ducks...

Now what?

Time to read and ponder the hottie for the week that I haven't selected. Who to choose... and which chocolate to scarf down first.

See, Easter makes me think of rebirth (for obvious reasons). Those pesky chocolate critters look so darned inviting when placed amongst the shredded pink plastic and bright little eggs. Then I think about the calories... Ick.

But wait... It's Easter. Do calories really count on a major holiday? My brain says not. Plus, I think of the wise older woman who told me that we only get one shot at living, so why not live it up while it's our time? She's been known to utter a curse, have a beer, and OMG eat chocolate. She's also the ripe age of 88, so you figure it out.

I guess I'm thinking that in life and in love, why not go for the brass ring and aim high? You never know... that one might be THE one and calories might really not count on Christmas and Easter.

Hey, that's my story and I'm sticking to it.


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