for the choconots...

As some of you, I'm sure, are blissfully unaware I signed on to do something...

daring

remarkable

unheard of

brave

amazing

or maybe rather mediocre...

I've joined in with a select group of women who have decided that for the month of January we will not be chocolate's bitch... rather it will be ours.

I thought it would be easy.

"No problem" I thought.

You see while I do quite enjoy a bit of chocolate it isn't like I have some

day or anything.

At all.

I have great chocolate willpower.

You see chocolate is not Cherry Coke.

If it were I would not give it up for a month... thus my willpower is intact

Savvy?

So there I was thinking

but then only 1 day into my chocolate free month attempt I went to the movies with my mom and K.

(we saw enchanted... it is a little girl chick flick if ever one was made).

I bought the tickets.  My mom bought the treats... and oh were there treats to be had;  Popcorn, some chewy sweet sour candy rope for K, sprite, CHERRY COKE, pretzels with nacho cheese sauce... and I thought that was it.

That is plenty right???

Approximately 35 minutes into the movie my mother (who did not know I had joined this group) handed me a box and said "Keep this away from me... they're yours"

I glanced down at the luscious creamy goodness of a box of Jr. Mints right there in my greedy little hand.  They glowed from within all creamy and minty and covered in smooth chocolate.


mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...... I thought, Jr. Mints.

And that's when it happened; I opened the little flap and turned the box on it's end, K saw them from her seat next to me and asked for some... I handed over the four that had landed in my hand and the sweet smell wafted up to me...

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...... Jr. Mints, I thought again.

Once again I tipped the box into my empty palm and one lone mint landed there in the soft creases.  I lifted it to my lips and it was just as it's silky smoothness was close enough to inhale that I realized

OH SHIT THIS IS CHOCOLATE

and I threw it on the floor of the theater....

close call.

close call.

Solidarity fellow choconots...