I ate an entire box of chocolates in one day and I didn’t share them with anyone.

It was Easter, which I know is about Jesus and stuff, but heathens that we are it tends to be about the chocolate in our house.

It was a bit of a dud Easter to be honest. A case of gastro put paid to our usual family lunch. So in the end we sat around on the lounge a lot (when we weren’t recording very bad videos to try to win mad competitions).

Now the kids are older the holiday seasons have lost a little of their magic. I hadn’t even managed to buy the chocolates. I sent Mr Shambles into the supermarket on Saturday to grab something we could present to the children in the form of sugary treat. He came back with wine for himself, bread, milk (which we didn’t need but he buys it every time he goes into the supermarket just in case) and the makings for an antipasto plate for dinner. As we drove out of the car park I asked about the chocolates.

“Oh”

“Great”

“What’s the matter?” cried the children from the back seat.

“Dad’s just moved Easter to Monday” I replied.

“What? You can’t move Easter”.

“You didn’t write it down for me …”

“You need a NOTE to remind you to buy CHOCOLATES at EASTER”.

“Dad’s forgotten the chocolate?”

“I had a lot on my mind …”

“Let’s think about this, the eldest is 16, how often have you had to buy Easter eggs? Umm, let’s see, that would be NEVER”.

It’s fortunate that in our town whichever direction you head you run into another supermarket. I’m serious, houses are advertised as “close to Coles”.

So as the children went feral and the wife went silent (always an ominous sign) Mr Shambles was able to wheel into the next supermarket. This time Hippie Child insisted on going in with him. There was to be no moving of Easter on her watch.

Sunday we got our chocolates and for the first time since my children were born I ate the entire box without sharing with anybody. Is this a sign I’m getting my life back? Or is it a hint of what’s to come? Unlimited access to the lolly jar without gobbling the secret stash late at night after the kids were in bed. Just me and the chocolates  … in an empty house … nobody nicking the caramel ones … no sticky fingers poking each one … no bites taken and the chocolate returned to the box ’cause they didn’t like that one.

I’ve glimpsed the future … and it’s looking obese.

 

I’m going to try to take part in the A to Z Challenge Blog Hop this month. That means each day a post related to a letter of the alphabet. Please note if you are participating in the Blog Hop and you leave a like or a comment I will visit your blog, but I can’t comment on Blogger blogs unless there is the name/url option, I don’t know why, but I promise I’m reading.