|Fall in our Backyard|
Inside I've been sewing, but they're Christmas projects so I can't show them.
As a reward I made myself chocolate chip muffins. They won't last long because chocolate and I can't exist in the same house and I'll be forced to eat them. Mac isn't much help, he'll take a bite or two and leave the rest. I admire his restraint, but don't understand it. Doesn't he know how good chocolate is for you?
Studies have shown that eating chocolate can:
Reduce body mass (you should see my slim form---NOT)
Prevents blood clots and so helps prevent heart attacks (I hope)
Improves numeracy (so what happened to my math grades when I was in school?)
Can control coughs (and yet when my allergies get bad I sound like the last act of Camille)
Can strengthen your brain ( I wish)
And will make you live longer
Now I don't know if all of this is true, but, damn, it does taste good!