I have developed a severe dark chocolate obsession.
Honestly, the worst part about giving up dairy because of breastfeeding Henry (explain here) is not CHEESEEEE â€“ I always thought I would miss cheese the most â€“ but sweets and treats. Dairy is in so many desserts. But dark chocolate? Itâ€™s dairy free. Which means I can eat as much as I like (or until I fall into a sugar coma, but thatâ€™s another story). Mid-day pick-me-up of soy milk and dark chocolate? Yes, please.
The other day, I tweeted a picture of our panang curry freezer stash. Would you believe that weâ€™ve already worked our way through nearly all that food? We also apparently have a panang curry obsession.
With stir-fried veggies on the side.
Letâ€™s play a gameâ€¦
The other night, the Husband, Nick, and I were discussing time and space (weâ€™re all weird like that). Specifically, the concept, â€œTime is not linear,â€ and how everyone says it but most of us has no idea what the heck it actually logistically means. Well, I have a vague idea but thatâ€™s about it. Anyway, then we started talking about whether weâ€™d go into space if given the chance. Like â€“ would you ever get in a space shuttle and rocket off to the moon? To a space station? Nick said yes but only if the odds of him dying were less than 10%, the Husband said maybe, and I said hell no. After all, once I had the opportunity to bungee jump, and I got all strapped in before panicking and backing out. Flying gives me the willies. No way Iâ€™d rocket off into space.
So â€“ just for fun â€“ tell meâ€¦ Would you go into space if given the chance?