It’s time to move on…

Published August 27, 2015 by lynn k scott

….to chocolate that is!  The afternoon at work is dragging and the coffee stopped working hours ago.

I know, just through the door and down the hall, awaits that wretched machine….the vending machine. It eagerly awaits my change or credit card (fancy, fancy now) to buy its over-priced goodies. Sadly, the machine has one of my favorite “go-to” candies of all time, encased behind its glass.  The one, the only, “nem-a-nemes” (as I used to call them).  The rest of the world just calls them M&Ms.

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Those beautifully colored, bits of chocolate, adorned by the “m”.  Some colors have changed over the years, flavors have been added, some are even seasonal, but there will always be the one and only, original M&M.  It gets me through the day.  Brings chocolate cheer in a small brown bag with white lettering.

ALL HAIL THE M&M!!!

(Ok, that’s the chocolate talking.  lol)

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