Houston, We May Have A Problem.

I am certain now that I maybe, perhaps, there's a slight chance, and it's a possibility that I am addicted to chocolate.

CHOCOLATE!!!!
*just maybe

Of course, the good news is that my Parental Unit says that if one is addicted to chocolate, there is something you're getting from it that you aren't getting already.

So I have decided to keep that philosophy because it doesn't require me to stop.

My other Parental Unit says that is called rationalizing your problem. I agree, but it's yummy.

Chocolate. Yum.


****Blonde Moment (Ally, I think this one is to be added to our list):
I just figured out why they say "Houston."
Isn't that sad?

And for those of you as blonde as I am sometimes....
Houston is said because that is where a base for spacecraft is. You know, as in Houston, Texas.
Whew!

*HEY!, everybody's allowed to have a blonde moment every once in a while, I can't be brilliant all the time people!!!!
(Aren't I modest?)