I Ate the Chocolate

Heavenly

It's that time of month where I crave nachos and chocolate (perhaps even simultaneously...mmm, that sweet/salty combo), and it also happens to be that time of year when all kinds of delicious chocolates come wrapped in pastel colors with an assortment of buttery, sugary fillings on the inside.

Well, this post isn't about those particular candies, because I didn't buy any Easter chocolates this year (go  me!).

However, my husband decided to make homemade almond-butter filled chocolate eggs, and this was my downfall.  He made a lot of them, because he decided to sell them at work as a fundraiser.  But before they made it out the door and onto the table at work, quite a few of them made it into my stomach.

Eating the eggs wasn't the real problem though--he didn't mind that I had a couple.  It was eating the ingredients before they were even made that was a problem!  

I've told my husband in the past that if sweet, chocolatey things go uneaten for 24 hours and are still around, he's lost his chance to eat them before I do.  But I tried really hard not to eat the bars of semi-sweet baker's chocolate sitting out on the counter for 2 days.  I begged and pleaded to have just one square, and even managed to abstain for a full day, but then, one morning, thought, "OK, just one square...there will still be enough."

Surprise, one square turned into two...and then the whole bar.  I confessed over the phone.

"You will have a replacement bar of chocolate on the counter by the time I get home from work," said my husband.

"Done!" I said.  And I went to Target to get a new bar of chocolate (they didn't have the same brand, so it was even more painfully obvious that I'd eaten the whole bar when I placed the new one on the counter.)

Later that night my husband pulled me over his lap to spank me for eating the chocolate.  It was slightly playful, because he knows how hard it is for me to refrain from eating sweets when they're in the house (we usually don't keep them around).  But he was actually a bit disappointed.

Seriously, though?  He leaves three bars of chocolate sitting out on a counter around a PMSing woman and is disappointed when she eats one?  I understand an HoH testing his wife, but, come on, this was an obvious set-up for failure!

Happy Easter everyone--may your day be filled with un-forbidden chocolates and lots of fun with family and friends!