It's Not So Bad, Is It?
I meant well. I had all the good intentions in the world. I prepared the bags of sweet, chocolaty goodness and placed them on my counter with the full intent of delivering them to the nice ladies that I visit teach early in the month--like before Easter.
The goody bags of deliciousness sat on my kitchen counter undisturbed for ... um ... three weeks. Until last night. The little Dove chocolate eggs wanted out of the bag. They knew they weren't living to their full potential packaged and just waiting to bring someone delight. They called to me, asking--no, begging me to eat them. What could I do? It's not so bad, is it? I know they were meant for someone else, but, come on. How long could I let them just sit there?
What? You say I should have delivered them along with an uplifting message to the lovely ladies from church? You might be right, but partaking in the chocolate myself is no crime. And I still have one more week to finish my visiting teaching, right? 
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You know those two boxes of Girl Scout cookies I found in my cupboard on Monday? Like, four days ago? They are gone. Both boxes. And Christian hates Thin Mints. And Ethan only got one. That's how pathetic I am.
(By the way, I think you have done your VT ladies a service...at least, the ones with my size of waistline!)
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PS. My VT brought around homemade chocolates last time she came. I tried, but could not resist them. The woman is an artist...
Rachel