Say What You Mean, Mean What You Say

Seriously, Don’t hide the chocolate! Lesson learned: “Say what you mean. Mean what you say.”

For the Love of Chocolate

MF: I could be a chocoholic. I am not, but I could be. There is nothing like a bowl of creamy yogurt and chocolate chips to start my day or a chocolate chip muffin to sop up my coffee. And my favorite — plain chocolate chips in a 2-ounce espresso cup when you crave sweet energy.

Hide It Good!

We were headed to the cabin for the weekend and I was going to make a batch of double chocolate salted caramel brownies. Tom was helping me unload groceries and he asked where I wanted him to put the 72-ounce bag of chocolate chips. I keep them in the freezer, outa sight. They last longer that way. I told him: “Hide ’em. Bury ’em deep so I can’t find ’em!”

2 Days Later . . .

. . . I was making those brownies. The eggs and sugar were whipped nice and fluffy, the chocolate and butter melted and cooled, and pecans toasted. Everything ready to fold together with the chocolate chips. Dang! Where’d he put them! I looked everywhere, the freezers in the kitchen, the chest and upright in the garage, even the pantry.

Seriously, he didn’t have to hide it that good!

Frantic text: “Where’d you hide the chocolate chips?”
Text back: “Can I call you later?”

Later was not good enough. I needed them now, before the sugar and eggs lost their fluff and the chocolate and butter solidified. I was pissed. Mostly at myself. I was headed to Walmart for more chips when my phone rang.

Say What You Mean, Mean What You Say

TOM: As soon as I could I called MF. I was surprised to find her hair on fire. When she asked me to hide the chocolate chips, the helper in me was on it! I figured the more hidden they were, the less likely either of us would snack on them. So, I buried them good!

And . . . I knew exactly where they were. I calmed her down and told her: “chest freezer, right front corned buried beneath the corn dogs that even the grandkids won’t eat.”

She texted back: “Found ’em! Thank God you have a good memory! 🥰 “

Whew! Crisis Averted and Lessons Learned

That evening we laughed about the whole chocolate snafu! I joked I could have left her clues in a love note or treasure map inside the freezer. MF can be flippant in her humor (see Laughter and Sex, That’s What She Said). She told me she should have followed her comment to bury ’em good with “Just kidding!” Next time she says something slightly off the wall, I will get some clarity — especially if it involves something as important as chocolate.

In case you are wondering the double chocolate brownies were delish (recipe here). Most importantly, Remember: Be Grateful that no matter HOW MUCH Chocolate you eat, your earring will still fit!