You know what I did today? I had chocolate for dinner. I feel devilishly rebellious and not the least bit guilty! Ok, well maybe a little guilty. My inner mother shouts "where are the vegetables?!?" "where is the protein?!?" "this is totally unacceptable!" And yet, my deliciously sweet hot cocoa and dark-chocolate-and-caramel-covered pretzel were absolutely worth it. (Thank you Anna!)
I feel like I should fix a salad or a chicken sandwich because somehow eating more of something officially dinner-like is supposed to balance out all the chocolateyness? I'm not even hungry though.
I mean, I hit at least three main food groups: dairy, grains, and fats. That has to count for something right?
At any rate, I was a typing fool at work today and I have discovered convincing evidence that typing burns at least 99 calories per hour, therefore canceling out all consumed calories in at least one-half of my Hatch's hot chocolate.
Also, I went visiting teaching tonight and I almost never do so that deserves a special treat, don't you think? Especially because during said visit I got to meet and fall in love with Ashley's maltese puppies of which I am already coveting. What could possibly make your day sweeter than a delicious chocolate dinner with a really fantastic friend followed by a little puppy canoodling?? I tell you what, there isn't a whole lot that can top that kind of compounded cuteness.