Taylor Swift

I bought three dark chocolate bars at Trader Joe’s yesterday. Three. After lunch today, two remained.

During my weekly [I kid not] Thursday trip to Target today, where I happened to stroll down the “chocolate aisle”, a new bar fell into my basket. It just fell right off the shelf, I tell you.

By the amount of chocolate I consume, I would have no problem finding a Golden Ticket to the Willy Wonka Factory. Oh, wouldn’t that be fun! I may eat my body weight in chocolate ev-er-y day, but I have no problem overdosing on my vegetables too.

fresh arugula. roasted butternut + red onion. green apple. honey chevre. balsamic.

Confessions Continued…

Tonight is the kick-off to Halloween Weekend 2010 [we make it a proper noun around here], and I don’t have a costume put together. Well, I do have an apron and several strands of pearls… Who am I kidding? That’s my normal attire.
I may have gulped down an iced latte while blasting the AC in my car today… wearing my down vest, as it was raining.
I didn’t run today… unless you count running inside Fleet Feet testing out the Nike Frees Run. UH-mazing!
I’ve been listening to the Speak Now album on repeat since its release Monday. T.Swift rocks my socks.
It looks like Martha Stewart and Kara Gouchers’ closets exploded all over my bedroom floor.