GENETICS OR ADVANCED UNWRAPPING SKILLS?

1. I confess that I ate a sliver of Tiramisu two hours before Easter Midnight. It was my birthday and I reasoned that somewhere in the world, the clock had struck twelve and Easter celebrations were  underway. It was only a sliver.

2. I confess that on Easter, I ate two Hershey’s kisses. I was not impressed. I ended the night with a bowl of my mom’s rice pudding. Much better.

3. I confess that the day after Easter, I ate the ears off my daughter’s solid dark chocolate Dove bunny, so he couldn’t hear me as I made my move for my next dose of dessert.

4. I confess that I agreed to leave our campsite of stars in order to watch the Bull’s/Knicks game at Chili’s, planning to order the Chocolate Lava cake for dessert. All six of us shared the warm chocolate delicacy topped with vanilla ice cream and I nearly licked the plate clean, but I stopped myself.

5. I confess that when we went to Walmart to buy burgers to grill, I detoured to the after Easter Specials aisle and picked up two Cadbury Eggs, two Recess peanut butter chocolate eggs, and a small bag of coconut chocolate Ghirardelli eggs. I consumed one of each shortly after returning to the RV.

6. I confess that the next night we returned to the same Chili’s for the Bull’s/Heat game and we ordered another Chocolate Lava cake to share. It was just as yum as the first night. Oh yeah!

7. I confess that I ate a handful of those dark chocolate raisins on the drive back to New York that I sniffed on the drive down to Atlanta, when I was still abstaining from sweets. They smell better than they taste.

9. I confess that I ate one too many spoonfuls of icing during the weekend in Delaware when a friend was creating a cake and cupcakes for a special occasion. She was in the kitchen where we were staying. The icing was from a wedding cake place. The chocolate icing was made with real chocolate. The stars were perfectly aligned.

10. I confess that I’ve eaten Nutella. Too much of it. Enough about that.

11. I confess that I picked out the M&M’s out of the trail mix and avoided the raisins. The same thing I tell my kids not to do.

12. I confess I was almost as excited to see the bag of promised dark chocolate pomegranates as I was to see my friend who bought me the gift. Now that is just wrong!

13. I confess I opened the bag and popped a few when I got in the car.

14. I confess that I ate a chocolate brownie at Starbucks on Friday, after weeks and weeks of staring at it. The guy behind the counter heated it up. It was good to the last crumb. I’m good. I can move on now.

15. I confess that I ate sections of three different types of Cheesecake Factory cheesecake Sunday night when a friend wanted to celebrate my missed birthday. They were only little parts, but the sugar (especially of the red velvet) went straight to my head. I found myself floating a little, if you know what I mean.

16. I confess that I put some trail mix in my oatmeal this morning. Now that is just messed up. But the melted chocolate chips did give it a nice kick.

17. I confess that my neighbor who works at the bakery just handed me four boxes of cookies. For the kids. I put two in the freezer. One is still sitting, completely closed in front of me. But one bunny sugar cookie is half gone. And so is the carrot muffin.

Hey, I woke up at six this morning and worked out today. I jogged two miles and did forty push ups on Sunday. In fact, I have been working out almost every other day. But I feel guilty. Put the handcuffs on. And take me away. I am officially a case that could not be cured by abstinence. In fact, not unlike my last post, absence did indeed, make my heart grow fonder. 

Of chocolate. I do confess.

**SO how did LENT turn out for you? 
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