Death by Chocolate only made me STRONGER

The Vandenberg Spouses Club organized a trip to the local casino tonight. (It was lame in so many ways) It happened to be the night of the Chocolate Buffet. They gave away our table because we were seven minutes late. Apparently The Death By Chocolate is a big deal out here so we had to sit in pairs of two and four. Basically, it boiled down to eating chocolate with my neighbor. She's just fine, but we could have done without the car pooling if it was going to be such a cluster. I tried to make the most of the evening by gambling a little and indulging in really bad chocolate. Oh look at it. It was just awful.