Chocolate and Chili Peppers

The weather has taken a nose dive.... snowy and blowy; winter is back.  Of course, we here in the foothills of the Rockies knew we were just being lulled...it's waaaay too soon to have the balmy days we've had the last while.  They'll come and go for months yet.  But, it's a perfect time to hunker down and enjoy the fireplace, popcorn and a movie.  Oh, and... chocolate cake.... there were a couple of birthdays around here in the last few weeks....

Mmmmmmm ..... Chocolate Mocha with chocolate mocha icing ... . and I'm so rude and selfish I only invited one person, knowing how far away she is.... sorry Maria...  ...  even licked my plate after the last slice.  But, I could always bake another if she shows..... lol...

okay... that was the chocolate part...now for those fiery little %^&* peppers!  I love 'em, but, people !! take it from me... don't cut one up and then stick a finger in your eye.  Oh, I know, ...we hear about it all the time.  Wash your hands after handling peppers.. yada yada...and, honestly, I did.  How hard do we have to scrub and how many times do I have to be in and out of soapy water to make sure?  It was long enough after I touched the pepper that I forgot all about it...but, then rubbed the corner of my eye cuz it was itchy...and WOWWWW !!  I ki. yi. yipee. yi. eeed all around the kitchen like a cat with it's tail on fire!  I tried to rinse it with water...but, couldn't even open the eye.  It was squinting itself totally shut.  I couldn't even think properly.  I finally remembered hearing that somebody said not to bother with water.. eat a bit of yogurt with the reeeellly hot stuff...so I figured maybe milk might work.  One eye open; one tightly shut ... hopping around in circles cursing my own idiocy, I managed to pour some into a bowl and dipped the corner of a towel in it  ... bathed the fiery eye.  It worked.  After about a minute I could finally open it and get more milk onto it.... then rinsed it with some eye drops.  It was still plenty hot for about half an hour and totally bloodshot, but at least it didn't feel like somebody was sticking me with a red hot poker anymore.  Mister BV was no help at all.  He said, "wow... did we grow some hot little peppers last summer or what?"  Hmmmmm..

So,  Christmas goodies, then birthday cakes, ...   before you know it... Valentine's Day.... ack ! .... and I wonder why my workout is not enough to "maintain" ?? ..hhhahhahahahh !  oh, boy,   .... roll on spring and more activity or I'll be rolling around like a Pillsbury dough girl.