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‘Strength is the capacity to break a chocolate bar into four pieces with your bare hands—and then eat just one of the pieces.’ Judith Viorst.

14 Apr

Chocolate.  Mmmmmm . . .

Over the years I have done the old ‘I’ll-buy-myself-the-‘family block’-and-make-sure-I-only-have-a-small-piece-(or two)-after-dinner-and-it’ll-last-until-my-next-big-shop’ dance more than once.  It never ended well.

I would start with the very best of intentions.  I would eat one small piece of chocolate (slowly, slowly, savouring it, letting it melt in my mouth) and then another . . . and maybe just one more. Then I’d ‘be good’ and put the rest safely away and go do some reading, or work in the garden, or get out my sketchpad and pens and . . . nope . . . no good.   How could I possibly concentrate on anything else when there was chocolate in the house begging to be eaten?  It was beyond me.  I would invariably end up eating the whole block and then spend the rest of the day castigating myself (‘. . . this is the  very last time  . . .  I will not be buying any more . . .  no more . . . ever . . . ‘) while also madly trying to exercise my latest indiscretion away.  (Where was Dr Phil and his ‘How’s that working for you?’ when I needed him?)

Moderation does not come easily to me.  For some people it is perfectly sensible to have only one piece of cake, or one glass of wine, or to buy one pair of shoes at a time.  I am not one of those people.  I struggle against ‘wanting’ things all the time.  I want another sketchbook (although I still have a stack in my office that I haven’t used yet).  I want that lovely red sweater I saw on-line the other day (I already have a red sweater, although, in my defence, it’s not the same kind of red)  . . . and I want another puppy (sssshhhh, don’t tell the girls . . . )

I don’t need . . . but I want.

I am (slowly) getting better at wanting less.  Wanting less ‘things’ at least (although, puppies . . .  sigh . . . ) but I still struggle hugely when it come to food.   Especially sweet food like biscuits  . . . and cake . . . . and lollies . . . and chocolate.  I (usually) manage to keep these constant cravings at bayat home at least.  I just don’t keep any of those lovely sweet, sticky,  yummy things in my house.  Out of sight out of mind.  Right?  (Fair warning: if you come to visit me you will need to bring your own cookies with you.)   Most of time this strategy works . . .

. . . but not at Easter.  Easter eggs are my downfall.  The first Easter eggs appeared in our shops here right around New Year.  I remember thinking, ‘Well, that’s just rude.  It’s pure commercialism and I am not going to buy into it.’  And I didn’t.  I made sure to quickly avert my eyes every time I came across them (or hot cross buns) in the supermarket aislesI was not going to get sucked in.  Not this year.  I felt all very virtuous and pleased with myself.

And then two weeks ago one of our college students presented me with a great big scrummy chocolate Easter Bunny.  He was gorgeous.  I took him home promising myself I would not touch him until much, much closer to Easter.  Who was I kidding?  I don’t think he even made it to tea-time.  Sigh.

Since then other lovely friends have also gifted me with all manner of glorious festive Eastery treats.  So that’s it.  I’m done for.  Chocolate coma, here I come . . . 

Happy Easter All!

This is an example of what can happen when Sally is let loose with her kiddie paints while on a chocolate high.
It got a little messy . . .
🙂

 
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Posted by on April 14, 2017 in Uncategorized

 

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9 responses to “‘Strength is the capacity to break a chocolate bar into four pieces with your bare hands—and then eat just one of the pieces.’ Judith Viorst.

  1. C. C. Cedras

    April 14, 2017 at 6:14 am

    Sitting at the computer working, so I was so happy to see you had posted a blog that I could distract myself with! I am not so much a sweet person, but substitute a bag of potato crisps (chips to me) and that is my story down to the ground. The saltier the better. It doesn’t matter if they’re ridged or otherwise. I am a bit of a purist, however, and don’t really like the ones with flavors. Just salt.

    I LOVE THIS SKETCH!

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    • sallyinthehaven

      April 15, 2017 at 6:34 am

      I love salt too! (and crisps/chips are another thing I can’t stop eating once I start – crinkle cut especially although I have no idea why that makes a difference . . . ) but if I was to have added in everything I love to eat on this post I would still be writing . . . And glad you liked the sketch! 🙂

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      • C. C. Cedras

        April 15, 2017 at 11:20 pm

        It’s the salt! Ridges and crinkles hold the salt!!!

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  2. S. A. Young

    April 14, 2017 at 8:29 am

    I second that, I love that sketch!

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    • sallyinthehaven

      April 15, 2017 at 6:35 am

      Thank you! It was fun to do – although a bit of cleaning up afterwards! I even managed to get paint on Maudie – she looked very festive. 🙂

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  3. stevetalbot51

    April 14, 2017 at 5:19 pm

    Great sketch Sal, nothing wrong at all with messy, it’s just very colourful I think – and I love that wistful/quizzical/whimsical look in the bunny’s eyes 🙂
    As for me, as you know, anything that is bad for the health I just can’t get enough of – chocolate, hot x buns, biscuits, cake, chips, crisps, lollies, beer, wine – and that is just the start of the list 🙂
    Ah well, I guess we are here for a good time, not a long time !!
    Enjoy your data-base free Easter break, we will catch up some time over the weekend hopefully.

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    • sallyinthehaven

      April 15, 2017 at 6:38 am

      Thanks Steve. Hope everyone there is feeling a little better today. They all need to be rid of the flu and have their tastebuds intact in readiness for the Easter Bunny’s visit tomorrow . . . 🙂

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  4. Judy

    April 17, 2017 at 9:04 am

    Gorgeous sketch Sal. Hope you and the girls had a totally indulgent, guilt free Easter! 🐣 😊

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    • sallyinthehaven

      April 18, 2017 at 8:09 am

      Well – the girls were certainly guilt free, but probably only because they are not allowed to eat chocolate. 🙂 I keep telling them that chocolate is bad for little dogs but I am sure they don’t believe me. I mean, how can it be so bad for them when their mum likes it so much?

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