After a huge Thanksgiving feast, while you still have 6 pies left in your fridge, what better activity to do than to throw a chocolate party? After all, one can never have too much dessert!
So, I called up all my girlfriends and tempted them with chocolate martinis and decadent chocolate fountains, and big surprise: they showed up!
The men in their lives were pretty bummed about not being invited. That was a twist I didn’t expect. Some of them even came anyway, but Danae deftly removed them from the premises.
Just look at that chocolate fountain! You really can’t blame the guys for wanting to crash the party.
I am so lucky to have such great girlfriends. Some I’ve known for forever, like Danae. (Some days I’m still nostalgic for the time before we met, when I used to get all the attention. Those were the days, and they ain’t never coming back.) Some are bestest buds from my college days. And some are fashionable farmers who share my love for piglets and the Pearl District. And many others have wisely refrained from starting blogs, so I can’t publically call them out. But I love ’em.
Even if I have to bribe them with chocolate in order to get them to visit me.