
On Saturday, dear hubby got to climb on top of 12 different women. He made the painful mistake of returning early to pick me up from a women’s self-defense class I was taking and was used “for practice”. He naively found himself in a room filled with riled, empowered women, ready to stomp, elbow or flip something. Anything.
Poor dear. He never knew what hit him.
I’ve decided that keeping a jar of chocolate on my desk at work, supposedly for my coworkers delight, is a bad idea. It does no good to eat salads for lunch and get up with the chickens in the mornings to walk when I end up snarfing down 8 chocolates throughout the day.
I could have eaten a whole candy bar.
3 comments:
LOL ... what hubbies won't do for love. Chocolate? Hard to resist nature's perfect food :)
That and cheese. Although I can't keep a jar of cheese on my desk!
That and cheese. Although I can't keep a jar of cheese on my desk!
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