You’re just dying to finish that sentence, aren’t you? Or maybe you already did.
Sugar! I meant sugar! Darnit, how could I ever confuse sex with sugar? Sheesh! Oh, right. Because aside from the obvious sugar-sex metaphor (if it’s not obvious, bless your heart!) in my mind, sugar is the culinary equivalent of sex. It’s like if (*pornstar) Bree Olson were my lover and I’m suddenly asked to kick … More 21 Days Without Sex!!?!?!?!?!?