I've never been a huge chocolate person (not to be confused with chocolate bunnies - I mean it in terms of eating it - not in terms of having a statue of myself made out of chocolate...); However, I do like it occasionally (read: once a month). When I've spent four hours sitting in the hot sun, roasting - chocolate is the LAST thing on earth I would want to eat. So, when having our garage sale a few weeks ago, Jeff came up with every excuse in the world to leave.
He had to go home for something he forgot about an hour after we started. He was gone for about 1.5 - 2 hours. Then, about 30 minutes after he got back, he suggested that he go and get some lunch for us. As hot as it was, I wasn't much in the mood to eat anything, just wanted some ice cold drinks. We did settle on Subway though. So he left to go get us some sandwiches.
When he returned, he had a couple of candy bars as well. He handed me one.
"What is this? I can't eat chocolate, it's too hot outside."
"WHAT?!?! Are you an alien? That statement just does not compute with me. There is NEVER a time to NOT eat chocolate."
This is not the first time I have said that it is too hot for chocolate. It's amazing that after 8 years he doesn't remember me ever saying it before. lol