Friday morning at work, I was havingaday. Like, a DAY. It was nuts, and not in a fun way. So lunch was french fries and one of those little hot fudge sundaes from McDonald’s. It helped. John hates those commercials for chocolates that show a woman taking a break and savoring tiny bites as she gazes out a window onto a beautiful view and so do I, but I have to admit I took a moment for myself when I ate that first bit of ice cream and hot fudge. Commercials don’t lie!