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So did everyone survive/enjoy Valentine’s Day?
Grandma here gifted the children with giant boxes of good-quality chocolate.
She made homemade cards for them too.
It’s a grandma thing… 💗
Anyway, here’s the interesting part of my Valentine’s story (which I have already elaborated on in a comment on Michael’s blog if you’re so inclined)…
I announced at Christmas to no one in particular but everyone within earshot that we have enough chocolate in the house to last us well past Valentine’s day.
Most of it was gone before February 14. Ha. 🙄
Which is why, when I didn’t get chocolate for Valentine’s Day, I was a little surprised.
But also relieved.
Trust me, it’s better this way. I am doing well with less/no sugar in my diet, and chocolate isn’t something I need to have hanging around my house, especially during the day when I’m supposed to be writing and focusing and not eating/snacking on things with sugar in them.
Do you know how hard it is to avoid the chocolate when I’m stuck? If it’s sitting there taunting me, it’s even harder.
The children’s chocolate boxes do look really enticing. Don’t you think?
Here’s another thing. There are some chocolates that have liqueur in them. There’s a useful little insert that tells you which ones.
So, of course I helpfully marked the boozy chocolates with an asterisk and then promptly cut one of the chocolates in half to sneak a taste under my daughter’s evil eye.
Shhhhh, don’t tell my mom. (Hi mom!)
(She reads this blog…) 😂
So. That’s the thing about V-day that happened. What’s the other thing?
I fell asleep early on Valentine’s day. We had a couple of appointments to deal with in the later part of the day and on the way home the girl child and her dad were debating about take-out, so we (they) picked up rotisserie chicken and fries and once I added a glass of wine to that I knew I wouldn’t last.
Too many carbs.
I crashed at 9ish pm.
It’s long weekend here in Toronto. Plus the kids’ teachers are rotating strikes during their labour disputes. I anticipate less school and more disruption to the routine in the next weeks.
Wish me luck I can maintain my focus next week. Or perhaps I’ll be hiding out in coffee shops…
Happy weekend! See you in the comments.