Godiva won't leave me alone.

Godiva sends me catalogs and emails. Lots of them.
This week it's been daily.
They are taunting me I swear.
They are showing me full sized Godiva Easter Bunny's. Mmmmmmm
They are showing me how good truffles look in an Easter Basket.
Godiva has won me over!  I am theirs.

Is there a mailing list of people who can't live without chocolate or something?
How do these people find me?
If this were alcohol I'd be in AA.
If it were other food issues I'd be enrolled in Overeaters Anonymous.
If it were heroin I'd be in rehab.
There is no rehab for my love and addiction to chocolate.
So does that mean I don't have a problem?
That must be it!  Of course, this is all fine and I can eat it all without guilt!
Yep, that's what I'm stickin' with.


A normal person would just hit the unsubscribe button.
But not me, I like to drool at my desk staring at all the good yummy chocolate-ness of Godiva. Right now it is Easter Basket ideas.
So Mr. Godiva Easter Bunny if you’re reading I want everything in the catalog especially the truffles. I love them all. I won’t be picky. Fill up the basket and drop it off on my doorstep.
You don't even have to wait until Easter because I know how busy you'll be.
See I'm considerate too.
But Mr. Bunny you can skip the jelly beans unless they are black. 
Add in some marshmellow chicks and the Godiva chocolate is all I need.
Now get to it. I'm standing by my door step waiting.

In other news.....
We are going to Columbus Ohio over Easter weekend to visit Rick’s daughter and her boyfriend.
Rick’s daughter and boyfriend (finance) live in sin as my father would say.
Hell she is about to be 32 in a few weeks so she can live in sin or any other way for that matter she is an adult. It should be interesting, uncomfortable and possibly tense.
We are taking off on Friday and heading northwest in the early morning.
I have some serious concerns and so does Rick but I can’t even bring myself to say them aloud.
I hope I am wrong and it will be fine. You know I’ll let you all know.

It’s a 7 hr drive or more from our home to theirs.
Hopefully we won't see any car drivin' gun toting numbnuts on this trip.
We’ll be boarding Izzy at the great place she goes to doggie day care.
She loves it there but when we get home she will be like velcro or a Vizsla dog.
She wouldn’t leave our sides for a week after the last time we boarded her.
It makes us so guilty but she just can’t come this trip.
They have a dog too and if those two don’t get along that would be a helluva time to find out don’t you think?
Besides a 7 hr drive with a dog could be 10 hours and I seriously couldn’t take that long of a car trip. Not sure I can even handle the 7+ as it is.

I have to admit every time I think of that 7 hr car ride I think of my friends Katie and Laura (sisters) who come down to the lake house every Labor Day weekend with 2 kids in the car.
I think 7 hrs with kids in the car could be so much worse than 7 hrs with my hubby.
Right Katie? 

I mentioned one year to Laura that she could certainly bring her golden retriever who is about the same age as Izzy. Her eyes opened real big and she laughed and said,” Oh my God Katie has enough of a hard time dealing with my kids in the car, the dog in the car would send her over the edge.” We both laughed loudly at that comment.
You see we know that every year by the time they get to our house Katie is bouncing off the walls and needs a few shots of tequila.
I am laughing as I type this. I laugh because it isn’t me. I'm mean like that.
If it were me, I’d be with Katie downing a few shots as well.

Speaking of Izzy I found this last night while on the computer.
This is the photo they sent me along with other puppies to choose a dog.
I picked her by this photo and it's so damn cute.

C’mon what the hell is cuter than this and wouldn’t you have picked her too?
I love her but some days I'd love her to be this little again.
Then I remember house breaking.

I gotta run.....The Godiva Bunny is sure to be here soon!