My toddler has been the very embodiment of a Todzilla lately. Oh these threenage years! It’s been a test of my patience for sure, but when I’m not pulling my hair out or practicing breathing techniques, this little girl keeps me laughing! Yesterday’s conversation was no exception. 😄
Over the years I’ve set many goals for myself. Some have been fulfilled, others fell by the wayside, and some are still works in progress. I’d like to take you back to a resolution I made many moons ago, that has led to me being ostracized and called crazy. A decision that I’ve almost 100% stuck to in spite of the sideways looks I recieve, and the mouths that drop when I share. Today, ladies and gentleman, I’d like to tell you a story about the night I gave up chocolate! 🙂
I was a junior in high school, and our hang-out group consisted of those who pretty much walked the path of the straight and narrow. We didn’t really have drama, but the actions of one of our friends continued to be a source of ridicule and scandal. You see, there was a young lady we knew who didn’t eat chocolate, and it wasn’t because she was allergic! She simply didn’t like it! Gasp. Sigh. The horror of it all! 😉 Oh how she was teased, but she stood her ground and a part of me admired that she stuck to her anti-chocolate antics.
To be honest I didn’t think it was that big a deal. I liked chocolate a lot, but I figured the temptation wouldn’t be too great if I lived without it for a while. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed brownies, chocolate cake, chocolate ice cream, candy bars, and especially chewy chocolate chips cookies (the hardest thing to let go), but I wanted to see if it was really all that challenging to just stop eating it. In addition, this classmate of mine would no longer be alone in her disdain for this sweet treat, and I saw myself becoming an ally of sorts. So there it was. A decision was made and my New Year’s resolution would be to give up all things chocolate.
The night came and I was at a gathering with many food and dessert options. Just before midnight I noticed a piece of delectable-looking fudge that seemed to be calling my name.
I had to go for it. I figured that if this was truly going to be it, I should go out with a bang. I took a bite, mulled it over in my mind as I tasted it’s rich flavor, then threw the rest of it away. Maybe I’d built myself up for this challenge so much, or maybe I was never as huge of a chocolate fan as I’d once thought (strawberry, caramel, and lemon are really where it’s at ;)) but it didn’t taste as great as I’d hoped. The countdown came and went, 1998 was here, and chocolate was no longer in my life!
I hadn’t actually determined how long I would go without it, but in a matter of time I no longer had a taste for it. It was easy to turn down, and with the exception of an ex-boyfriend of mine thoughtfully bringing me cookies ‘n cream ice cream when I was sick in college (I didn’t want to hurt his feelings!), and the cocoa found in mouth-watering and delicious red velvet cupcakes (I’m not entirely looney),
I haven’t indulged since that fateful night. And no I don’t “cheat” with white chocolate either. Lol.
There it is, my little chocolate tale. What started as a mini challenge to myself, has become a decision I’ve stuck to ever since. Judge me if you must, but I don’t intend to waiver. 🙂 Don’t worry, I get my sweet tooth fix in many other ways!
Welcome to 2013 everyone! Blessing to you all in the New Year!!!
Are you a lover of chocolate? Could you give it up?