Guest guest Posted March 22, 2004 Report Share Posted March 22, 2004 Coyote- Speaking of a sweet tooth...I could live on sweets, especially chocolate, every day. In fact, I have been known to hide chocolate from my kids, and no, I don't feel guilty about it.....yummy!! Sounds like we have yet another thing in common- Sandie Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted March 22, 2004 Report Share Posted March 22, 2004 Hahaha, I squirrel chocolate away from my kids too. I like to put it in the freezer and eat it frozen. And every year I steal the kids bunny ears...Easters coming soon! LOL!!! I also love ice cream. MMMmmmm, heavenly hash.... Coyote > > Coyote- > > Speaking of a sweet tooth...I could live on sweets, especially chocolate, every day. In fact, I have been known to hide chocolate from my kids, and no, I don't feel guilty about it.....yummy!! > > Sounds like we have yet another thing in common- > > Sandie Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted March 22, 2004 Report Share Posted March 22, 2004 Coyote- Do you have Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream there? Ymmmmmm, New York Super Fudge Chunk...or even Chunkey Monkey....yummy. Hey, love the frozen chocolate as well. We should check out each other's freezers when we meet up. Thanks for this, sure has helped relieve me of missing my mom and dad...although my dad and I - 2 peas in a pod - filled with chocolate. He and I loved to share chocolate bars, and we actually shared. Hugs- Sandie Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted March 23, 2004 Report Share Posted March 23, 2004 Coyote- We used to have to use chocolate to bribe my dad into letting do cares on him. Well, the staff did that is. I, myself, used to take chocholate to share with my dad, and just savor the moment. One memory is during the visitation, one of the nurses from the NH dad lived at for 2 1/2 yrs brought a Hersheys candy bar and asked if she could tuck it in dad's pocket while lying in the casket...I agreed. My only problem was keeping my hands off of it. I thought 'others' would feel it disrespectful to take it from my dad...yet in my heart of hearts I knew my dad would get a kick out of it. For the record - I DIDN'T touch it... Also, this same nurse and another one went in on a bouquet of flowers laced with chocolate - meaning...3 red carnations with small Hersheys candy bars glued to sticks standing next to the carnations AND all of this sat in a box that had full sized Hershey bars glued outside, SEVERAL of them (yummmmm) AND the vase sat inside a bag filled with Hersheys kisses...needless to say, as we divided up the flowers and plants...this arrangement was tops in wants! My brother and I tried to eleviate the problem of telling the other...not to worry, I will just take this arrangement off your hands. He gave in - I got the arrangement!!! I need to admit, publicly, that I shared, even (which happens to be my brothers name) the chocolates. It was a tough decision, but I did it. Still haven't been to therapy for my other chocolate feddishes...and don't plan to attend any time soon. I, too, am looking forward to Easter...and the many chocolates that go along with it. I seem to have hooked on Dove Chocolates...Promises to be exact. In the wrapper of each chocolate is a promise of sorts...some type of saying to live by. I have sent these same chocolates to England to our Dear Sally. Seems they didn't last long at their house either...sure it was some type of fairy that fled in and out underneath their noses and stole the chocolates....hehehehehe I have enjoyed the light heartedness of our emails, being able to sway a bit from LBD and all the daily struggles, and/or memories. From one Choco-holic to another- Sandie Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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