Happiness is a Cup of Hot Chocolate

It’s not even chilly yet, but the hot is gone from southern PA, so I’ve been drinking hot chocolate, a beverage I forget about entirely once spring gets here. But as soon as the temperature reaches that maybe-take-a-sweater point, I buy milk and dump chocolate powder into it. Bob would sneer at this: he actually drinks that field mocha that Vince swills in the Liz and Vince books: instant cocoa and instant coffee mixed with water and drunk on the back of a truck. So for the purposes of this post, you may all define “hot chocolate” as you see fit. Except not that.

What made you happy this week?