Chocolate

It's cliche, the thing about craving chocolate. But it's also true. Today I was craving chocolate BIG TIME. Not very diet conscious of me, if I do say so.

I had to pick up some staples at the grocery store and I ended up at the store without a list. My strategy was to walk up and down the aisles hoping my memory would be jogged by what I was seeing.

[Aside. I'm a terrible speller. But really, who knows how to spell Aisle. Ile, aile . . . there are many possible letter combinations that might make sence, but no luck. I had to use a speller dictionary to find it. A-i-s-l-e. Where's the "s" come from? That's just too hard! English sucks.]

Walking up and down aisles is not a good grocery shopping strategy. (Another one of those true cliches.) When I got to the candy aisle it occurred to me I could really use some chocolate! As you have probably noticed, there is a candy display at the front of every store, up near registers. It's full of an assortment of candy bars. Too big and sugary for what I was wanting. But - the candy aisle - that's full of a big assortment of fine chocolates. I saw several that caught my fancy. Fortunatley, there is something I like more than chocoate. That something is money. I could not bring myself to spend 5+ bucks on a small bag of chocolate, I don't care how "fine" it is. I mean, the stuff isn't even good for you. So I did not succumb. I was doing good until I ran into the Easter display. It had sale items. Fine chocolate AND a sale. Deadly combination. So I ended up getting a modestly sized pack of those Ferrero Rocher chocolate covered hazel nut thingees all wrapped in gold foil. I'm a sucker for chocolate with nuts.

So far, I've eaten 4. That's probably 400 calories. (Ok, maybe a little less.) Yes, they were tasty, but really, not all that much. They leave a sugary aftertaste. I wonder if the appeal of chocolate is that it makes you feel young? How so? Well, even though I'm in my mid 50's, after four little chocolate nut balls, I can look forward to breaking out with at least a pimple or two. Kind of like being a teenager. Then I'll feel miserable. Hum, yet again, kind of like being a teenager. Makes me think - chocolate is drama. Hum, maybe that's why they say it's addictive.

I think I'll just end this blogg right here and let this simmer for a bit. Stress, craving chocolate and drama. Hum. I'm thinking it's a spiral, and not in a good way.