Saturday, April 16, 2011

It's Not You, It's Me

At one time in my life I was very devoted to chocolate. I was known for this. People made jokes about how much I loved chocolate, and I didn’t mind because it was a love affair worth celebrating. And I thought it would last forever.


I still like chocolate, but I am no longer as devoted as I once was. Once upon a time I thought we were mated for life, and if given the choice I would have taken the chocolate every time.

But, over the past few years, if I’m to be honest, some of the spark has gone out of the relationship. I mean, I still like chocolate. I enjoy it sometimes. But it is no longer always my first choice, and I’m not exactly sure why. Sometimes I’m just feeling more like lemon or lime or who knows what. You could say I’m kind of “playing the field.” The other day, for instance, I was inexplicably drawn to something called “Blueberry Pie” ice cream. Swirls of blueberries in vanilla ice cream with chunks of pie crust mixed in.

Oh my.

In the freezer, right next to the blueberry ice cream is the chocolate. And it’s not just chocolate. It’s Chocolate Moose Tracks ice cream with all kinds of wonderful things in it. But it simply glared at me balefully while I left it sitting and took the blueberry instead.

Perhaps I should seek counseling? I just don’t know.

Occasionally, I’ll dip into the world of chocolate again, trying to capture some of the old romance. But, while I enjoy it, it’s just not what it used to be. And I feel kind of bad about it.

It’s not you, chocolate. You’ve done nothing wrong. It’s me. It really is. Somehow I’ve changed. I don’t know how or why. No one is to blame. Well, maybe I am, but I don't know what to do about it. It just happened. We can still be friends, can't we?

I promise to visit from time to time if you’ll have me.

Peace to you.

© LW Publishing 2011


  1. How are we to look any different than the world if we abandon the sweets of our youth just because the 'feeling' is gone? Beware of the wayward blueberry ice-cream. Her carton is an open grave. An incredibly delicious, open grave.

  2. I take your warning brother. You can see why this whole thing is so troubling.

  3. you are hilarious. i can recommend a good therapist if needed. i dont really care for chocolate...does this affect our friendship?

  4. It actually puts us closer the the same page. I'm not sure why I'm falling out with chocolate, which makes me a bit nervous. I still enjoy it, but it's not the same. It's not as serious as it once was. Which makes me wonder what other massive changes are on the way? Who knows!!! AHHHHH!

  5. What if you combined one of the passions of your youth, chocolate, with a current passion, coffee? Chocolate flavored coffee. It couldn't be any worse than coffee flavored ice cream. Could it?

  6. It seems to me that coffee is a way of life. Flavored coffees are one little piece of that. They're good at the right time in the right place, but they usually fall well short of a great cup of straight java. Give me Sumatra beans any day and I'll be pretty happy. In fact, pairing chocolate with a good coffee is one of the ways I still like el chocolate.


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