It’s Friday, and I’m nosy.
In the house of Chocolate, we hug all. the. time. If a couple of hours go by without someone getting some sort of affection, a hug, a kiss, a loving pat on the shoulder, a back rub, or something, then people in this house begin to seek it out…seek me out, ’cause I’m known to give a good hug now and again.
Thank you all for your lovely responses to my post about my Grams. I will write about her more later, but for today and in honor of her and how much she means to me, I need to know, I must know (because you know, I’m nosy)
Who was the last person you hugged?