Hubs lovingly woke me up this morning at 6:15 to say, "QUICK! I forgot to take the kitchen bag of trash out and I cleaned out the fridge. Can you run it down to the curb?" I stumble out of the house and stumble back up the drive where I plop down on the couch to catch 15 more minutes of sleep. Hubs leaves, and the kids are up, so I pull myself over to the fridge to grab some milk. Awesome. No mocha for mommy chick. I call my neighbor to see if I can give her a diet coke for 8 oz of milk, but she's not there. I feed the kids breakfast, get everyone dressed and head out the door for a gallon of milk.
When we get home, I grab the chocolate from the fridge, and since I'm a little more cohearant, I glance down and see the back of the bottle with the ingredient list:
- High fructose corn syrup
- corn syrup
Oh, but I think he really does love me, because yesterday, these popped up in the front yard:
My favorites! He and Strip planted some while they were having their gardening day a few weeks ago, but didn't tell me. Love them!