of chocolate

... I have, in my classroom, what is scientifically known as a mega crapload. Valentine gifts from kids, stuff I bought for the kids and started eating myself, and those danged Fund Raisin's. Fortunately I don't care for continental almonds, which the kids are also peddling. Last school year my Snickers-loving MT always kept a fun-size bag in the mini-fridge for recess and lunch. My Elaine-like yen for chocolate around morning recess is, I figure, leftover from last-last fall. I don't know whether if deprived of my morning Dove Promise I would waltz around the office once reunited, but looking around at this stash, I don't know if I'll ever find out.