… the second step is convincing my friends to stop enabling me.
Yes, this was all Birthday Chocolate. I received as much gift chocolate as I did gift yarn. I’m reasonably certain the yarn will outlast the chocolate though – in fact, I admit that one of the pictured wrappers is actually EMPTY. I shared, though – with my friends who presented me with a gift bag full of chocolatey goodies after a festive lunch out on Friday at our favorite hole-in-the-wall Pakistani joint.
These friends don’t knit and as far as I know have only a vague understanding of my knitting alter ego. Like George Costanza, I am superstitious about allowing my worlds to collide. However, when the coyly concealed Chocolate Bag was passed to me for my inspection, one friend who was not in on the surprise said “oh my God, did you get her yarn?” (Yeah, he’s a guy, so please insert his tone of vague disgust when reading that to yourself.)
The bag also included a card that plays Miami Sound Machine when open.
I couldn’t have been happier.
If I don’t eat it all in one day, I’m still in control, right?