This afternoon, I poked my head into my bosses' office, "I'm going out for chocolate. I'll be right back." I told him.
He didn't bat an eye.
For a woman who never once craved chocolate before I turned 30 - the craving I had today completely rocked me.
I'd had a good lunch, even had some leftover and put it in the office fridge.
When I felt hungry 40 minutes later I knew I wasn't actually hungry. I wanted something... carby... and chocolate. I need cake!
I tried to ignore it for another 4o minutes but my body was insistant.
Day two of Mother Nature's annoying gift. I need cake. Chocolate Cake.
There is a grocery store near my office. I was sure I could buy a slice. But you know - you can't trust that grocery store cake to be chocolate or even chocolate flavored. Sometimes it's just brown cake. That would not do.
My car took me straight to the nearest St*rbucks. When I walked in the door, two double chocolate cupcakes with thick chocolate frosting greeted me cheerfully. I'll take both of them.
Oh... it was so good!
And I'm proud to say there is still one cupcake left to tempt me on Ash Wednesday.