Savoy Truffle

Apparently my kids think that I just eat chocolate all day. Today Joey and I went to Walgreens together while Clarissa was in her playgroup. Later this evening we were talking about Walgreens and I was trying to explain to my kids how Keith proposed to me . . . I'll get to why this relates to Walgreens in a bit . . . but Joey asked me if Keith asked me with M&M's. Jeez, what does that say about me? Keith just laughed when I told him. I think he thinks a package of M&M's definitely would have been cheaper than my ring. He seems certain I would have agreed to marry him with chocolate. Punk.

A while ago (and bear with me if I've already told you this story) Clarissa made a similar assumption about me being permanently attached to chocolate. There was a tube of chapstick and Clarissa took it and ended up taking a bite out of it. She quickly spit it out and yelled, "Eugh, this is not chocolate!" I guess she thinks I carry a tube of chocolate with me and occasionally eat it throughout the day.

Back to the whole Walgreens thing . . . as you know Keith and I share the same birthday. For my nineteenth birthday Keith was planning on proposing to me. I ended up getting sick and was placed in the hospital that day with viral meningitis. He also ended up moving to Lubbock shortly afterward but came home every weekend for a while until I was better. He ended up getting impatient because he was never finding the "right moment" to propose since I was sick. He opted to propose to me in the Walgreens parking lot.

Without much further ado here are my little clowns: