You know those hollow chocolate Santas, they look sort of like this?
There was one like that on the table, but decapitated. The foil was peeled down and the head missing, but whatever.
Anyway, I had a bit of a tough day and was eyeing the stupid Santa, thinking the exact last thing I needed in my life was chocolate.
So naturally, I went over to the table and picked it up. 🙄
First thing I thought was, it felt heavier than I remembered.
Second thing was it didn’t look hollow.
I was confused. Where did this Santa come from? They’re always hollow…
I briefly thought it might be a Swiss Santa sent from one of my aunts directly from Switzerland. But even those Santas aren’t typically solid…
“Whatever,” I told myself. “Chocolate is chocolate.”
And with this epiphany, I squished the Santa slightly to break a piece off.
So I squished a little harder and…
…the entire Santa exploded. 😳
Remember the incident with the muddy puppy I described a few days ago? Same sort of situation. I stared at the mess in disbelief and didn’t move.
Luckily the dog was out, because chocolate is poisonous to them. Our 6 month old sneaky Beagle would have ran over to lick up all the chocolatey mess in the blink of an eye.
As I surveyed the mess, I realized what I was looking at was mostly powder. I wandered over to the bathroom and looked in the mirror.
Chocolate powder in my hair, my eyelashes, my face, my right ear lobe, all over the front of my short-sleeved top, my right arm and some even got on my shoes.
I walked back to the kitchen where the accident/incident occurred and there was chocolate powder on the counter, the food someone left out, the floor, the mat by the sink…
My guess is my daughter poured hot chocolate mix into the hollow Santa. I mean, why else would there be chocolate powder everywhere?
That was pretty much the tip of the iceberg of my day. Or, should I call it the icing on the cake? Chocolate powdered icing?
I went to the bedroom and stripped off the clothing.
I had to shower to get the mess off me. Then, I dropped the chocolate covered clothes in the wash. May as well do a load of laundry, right? Ugh.
Fast forward to 7 pm. I was brushing my teeth when I noticed my left ear lobe looked kind of dark. I touched it…
Chocolate powder. Looks like I had missed a spot. 😄
PS. I never did eat any of the chocolate which is just as well. Also life with teens is hazardous to your health. 🥴