Naked and Covered in Chocolate...WTF?

Thanksgiving is less than a week away! I'm excited but sad. It's such a bittersweet feeling. I'm excited because well it's Thanksgiving and I love having my crazy ass family all together in one room stuffing food in our faces and then watching the Cowboy game. But this year we're down one family member. And I've been reminded all this week why I was so thankful to have my grandfather in my life, and just how much I miss him. But I know he'll be there with us. He always is.

I had a kid point at me and call me Harry Potter today. That was weird. And I should have totally been offended. But then again it didn't help that I was standing under the theatre for Harry Potter. Who knows...it was rude...and I could have killed him if he hadn't been so cute. Atleast he wasn't dressed up like him. Must say that's a first...never been called Harry Potter.

I got home yesterday or maybe it was a couple of days ago...with me who knows. It doesn't really matter... Anyway, there was a package of Reese Bites on my bed!!! OMG! Flashbacks of that dreadful night!

I guess I need to explain. About this time 2 years ago I was living with my grandmother and I had Pepe my laptop...and did all my internet stuff in bed and at night. Well I had a bag of Reese Bites in bed with me and full one at that, and I totally crashed. Well those Reese Bites spilled into the bed with me...and I sleeping practically nude rolled around in them. I woke up early the next morning sticky, and was like WTF? I look at my sheets and my arms and legs and I have this what looks like chocolate all over me...Thoughts are running through my head...horror, shock, biwilderment. Please tell me that I'm not going to turn over and find a strange man or woman in my bed and find out that I had a kinky night that I won't remember. Not fair...I should atleast remember my wild night. WTF have I done and why can't I remember this. Please tell me that I didn't just shit all over myself. Thank God I smell like chocolate and peanut butter!!! What? Why? And then I see it. The empty bag of candy!!! Mocking me. Clean. I'm pissed. I have chocolate and peanut butter all over me. My face. My hair. My arms. My legs. You name it...it was there. It was covered in my sheets. Thank God no one is up...I forgot that Bob got up at the ass crack of dawn. I walk in the kitchen all quite like trying to secretly wash my sheets so I don't have to explain my mess. Caught! Bob, is laughing his ass off at me. First thing out of his mouth..."Please tell me that's not shit!"

So the Reese Bites in my bed...not so good. They were quickly removed, and haven't set foot in the room since.

And I'll leave you with some Frida Kahlo...My Dress Hangs There...