|GONE... IN A HEARTBEAT.|
Two days ago, San Geraldo returned from the supermarket with a stocking full of coal for me. And it's not even Christmas! Actually it was an imitation burlap sack with a drawstring tie and it was filled with "carbón de chocolate con leche" (milk chocolate coal). It was light and airy and melted in my mouth like chocolate mousse. I didn't share. (San Geraldo prefers dark chocolate, anyway.) Besides, there's his diet to consider. I'm only thinking of him.
|NOTE TO THE DOWAGER DUCHESS: I DID NOT SAVE THE EMPTY BURLAP BAG.|
(I DON'T CARE WHAT PROJECT YOU MIGHT BE ABLE TO USE IT FOR ... SOMEDAY.)
Sunday night, we had dinner at Sandpiper. Jessica brought me a birthday dessert — ice cream, bananas, and caramel... with a cherry on top. I ate the dessert all by myself... along with my complimentary Bailey's Irish Cream... and San Geraldo's complimentary Bailey's Irish Cream.
|OH, HOW I SUFFER...|
So, we're off. Think of my selflessness as I fly across the ocean with San Geraldo...