
Yesterday, Boyfriend and I were at Trader Joe's doing our annual "fancy shopping" run. Midway through the trip I caught him staring intensely and making "i love you" eyeballs at a box of chocolate croissants. I didn't pay much attention because I don't really like chocolate and the last thing we need is more junk food in the house.
And then two minutes later, I went back and sneakily threw them in the cart.
Last night, we decided to have them for breakfast this morning. Thank God I decided to read the instructions last night because...