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A Gift For The Chocoholic In Your Life

Okay, this was cool.

Emily saw an ad to "design your own candy bar" and thought that would make an excellent gift for me. I am a true chocoholic. As long as I stay away from chocolate, I'm okay. But let me get one bite, one bite mind you, and I'm done for. I want more. And more. And more. And more. I am not a person who can take one or two bites of something chocolate and stop. Unless it's cheap waxy chocolate and then I have no problem stopping.

I try. I do. I'll have one of those little mini-chocolate candy bars and think that I'll just have the one. But then it tastes so good, I think, "Well, I'll just have one more." Then I think, "Oooh. I haven't tried the ones with peanuts yet. I have to have at least one of each type." And before I know it, there is a pile of little candy wrappers and no chocolate.

Thank goodness I don't feel this way about beer.

But it truly gives me an idea of how an alcoholic feels. You think you can go back to having just a little. But every little bit lowers your resistance for the next little bit. Next thing you know, you've gone overboard again. If I were addicted to alcohol, I would would have to never, ever, ever have even a drop if I wanted to have a normal life. Luckily, a chocolate addiction does not make me wake up in a gutter or abuse my kids. Actually, quite the opposite. I'm probably much more pleasant to be around when I've had chocolate which is why the kids banded together and ordered me my own personalized chocolate for Mother's Day.

They ordered this from Chocri. Isn't it beautiful? Isn't it the most precious thing you've ever seen in your life? I wish I had gone to a professional photographer with this and had a portrait made of it wrapped in a baby blanket. I could have hung it up right next to the baby pictures of my kids.

Maybe even a little higher than them.

They chose for me a layer of milk chocolate, and a layer of white chocolate with bourbon vanilla mixed in. It was then topped with macadamia nuts and caramel chocolate drops.

My kids really love me.

Maybe I will hang their photos higher after all.....

But unfortunately, it didn't last long enough to make it into the car, much less to a photography studio.

Ah well. If I get any more, I won't eat it so fast.

And this time, I mean it!
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