Still not my Chocolates
Steve got these for Christmas. It irks me because he doesn't eat chocolate that much - and because he is not chocomotivated he forgets it's there. But every day I pass it and it taunts me....
So eventually I buckle, the knees weaken and I reach for the box and open. And oh, the lush. The deliciousness.
Then I parcel it all back up safe in the knowledge Steve will never look and never realise.
Glad it's Friday - what a week.