Chocolate bath

Chocolate is from heaven. God gave us chocolate so we could see what heaven is like Period

I went to the commissary yesterday and they had GIANT chocolate bars for $1. Really. Like the HUGE Hersheys bars. I bought 3. And no... they are not gone, yet. :)

I have discovered that while I like sweets, I actually prefer dark chocolate that isn't really that sweet. I don't mind unsweetened chocolate even, that's how much I enjoy it.

My hubby doesn't like it, which makes me perfectly happy because then its ALL MINE! *Insert evil crazy person laugh here*

At any rate, I watched a show the other day where there was a spa that does chocolate baths. I couldn't even believe my eyes! How amazing would a chocolate bath be? I think the scent alone would be very relaxing. So I thought about trying to come up with a way to create my own choco bath... the problem is, I am not sure what kind of chocolate to use?

I think that dark chocolate powder might work just fine, but I am not sure how my hubby will react to coming upstairs to find me laying in a tub full of brown goo. lol!

Well, I think I might have to try it anyway, just because!

Do What? Say what?

I have pregnancy brain



No really, this is an actual affliction. I am at the point in my pregnancy where remember what I was doing ten minutes ago is difficult, let alone all the zillion other things I have to do. I leave myself notes, or lists rather, all over the place.

Clean this and that

Wash that and the other thing

Call this person and that place

Go here and there

Remember your name

Seriously... the lists are LONG and most of them are about things that should be easy to recall. I am not a person who forgets things usually but lately... oh man!

Its like your brain has been removed and replaced by empty cells. You stare at the computer with fingers poised on the keyboard and the cursor blinking in the search box. Every time the dang thing blinks I think... "Now, what was I gonna look up?" Blink, blink, blink.... Forget it.

I get up go to do something obvious, like sweep because at least I can actually SEE the mess so once I have the broom in hand I should be ok to not forget what I am doing. Then, about halfway through sweeping, I go... "OH yeah, I was gonna look up those diapers!" Put the broom down and wander back to the computer.

REALLY stupid, because then I haven't finished sweeping and I look up the diaper only to get distracted by the kids and then I have no clue about the diaper nor do I have a clean floor. Uh duh?!

Maybe I should hire a maid....

As if I could afford a maid! How do people pay people to do what they are perfectly capable of doing themselves? ----Case in point---- So easily distracted.

Hopefully I can keep it together for the next few weeks unti this baby comes, but my poor family. My poor husband, he's likely to take a 'lunch' to work that consists of a half made sandwich and the dustpan!