The holidays can be brutal on a body. Tonight I found myself in search of chocolate in my house, and I felt like I needed it. Couldn’t-live-without-it needed it. I usually hide chocolate around the house in secret spots, but when I went to my usual haunt, someone had eaten all the peppermint patties. You know that feeling when you are eating anything sweet you can get your hands on, even a saltine smeared with expired grape jelly? I was there. Since I’ve been on a nonstop chocolate train all month, I decided enough was enough.
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