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I Was A Bad Girl.

I was a bad girl.

I ate a caramel.

I’ve been craving caramels, but I’m a health nut

and everybody knows that health nuts

are called “nuts” because they give up tasty things like caramels.

But I couldn’t help wanting something more than the “legal” dark chocolate

because dark chocolate isn’t sweet

And I really wanted a treat.

Something gooey and luscious mixed with chocolate

Is what I needed. How is it that

My sister just happened to pack a vegan caramel

in the box of gifts she sent for this past holiday?

‘Cept I didn’t know what they were.

I didn’t look at the label at first, for

of course I’m a health nut.

So I’m obliged to throw all candy in the trash.

But for some reason, I kept all the candies

under the bed. Could be I felt guilty

for my contemplation

of tossing the gifted candy to damnation.

Then the other night, I couldn’t curb my craving anymore.

Would I have to break down and go to the store?

But no! I remembered the gift my sister gave.

Didn’t know there was caramel, just something chocolaty.

So I looked, and – beautiful day! – it was something called a “Cocomel” – a chocolate-covered caramel made of coconut milk and other sort-of healthy ingredients.

All vegan. No butter.

There were two nuggets; I ate one.

Only one. Because we all know that I’m a health nut.

I am still, aren’t I?

Maybe. But I’m a bad girl…aren’t I?

Or is it sad that I think I’m bad

for one little indulgence?

The thought is turning repugnant

because when all is said and done

the truth is that I’m rediscovering in my middle age how to have fun.

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