Chocolat

A friend of mine told me that she has to have chocolate at least once a week. She said she'd go crazy if she didn't get her weekly chocolate fix. I like chocolate - usually of the milk variety: Ferrero Rocher, a KitKat break every now and then - but crave it? I can't say I crave it on a regular basis.

On a date a few weeks ago my date offered me chocolate and seemed amused when I declined. I explained that although I liked it I didn't need it like some people do. "You must get enough sex," he responded with a smile. I laughed and nodded in agreement but his comment made me think about the link between sex and chocolate.

They say chocolate stimulates the release of endorphins into our system, as does sex, which contributes to feelings of euphoria and relaxation. I suppose it's possible then that someone who lacks sex might crave chocolate. It certainly applies to my aforementioned chocoholic friend who has not had any sexual contact with the opposite sex in ages.

Another friend of mine admitted that she has recently developed a craving for chocolate and that this sudden desire does seem to coincide with her sexual abstinence. It's an interesting idea...

Women crave chocolate more than men but maybe it's because men indulge in more self-love on a daily basis, thereby more frequently enjoying the effects of those much-sought-after endorphins. Now before women all make a bee-line for their Rabbits/ Pocket Rockets/ Hitachi Magic Wands, I'll add that apparently laughter also releases endorphins. OK, so maybe rolling on the floor laughing isn't quite as appealing as a good roll in the hay but hey, unlike good sex, good chocolate or a good laugh should be easy to find.

Kids Say The Darndest Things

My four year old nephew had a little girlfriend in pre-school named Georgia. One day, out of the blue, he earnestly told my sister, "I wanna break free with Georgia, Mom." She was speechless. It made my day.

Tempted By The Fruit Of Another

Is it so commonplace that there are songs written about it? Is the fruit from your neighbor's tree truly sweeter or is it merely the lure of forbidden fruit that is so tempting? At best one sour bite is enough to satisfy the curiosity or make you regret the indiscretion. At worst you'll not only desire the fruit, you'll covet the entire tree. Either way it's bad karma for everyone involved. I'm totally aware of this, but it doesn't make it any easier to resist and at times makes it that much more irresistible.

A part of me wishes I hadn't asked and he hadn't answered, although I'd started to suspect it toward the end. It was a classic case of Ignorance is Bliss, or being deliberately obtuse. I knew about her. I just thought he was honest with her about there being others. I didn't want to be the only one. Knowing this would have made it an affair instead of just two single friends in a sometimes-physical relationship. At the same time I didn't want to be one of too many since I genuinely cared about him, yet had no interest in being his girlfriend. I couldn't trust him anyway.

Of course he isn't helping at all. He'd be a great politician - always so sure of himself and able to convince anyone of anything. I know he'll do his best to seduce me, appealing to my sentimental side, the one with the familiar, soft spot for him. I want to believe that there is no risk of reoffending. Doing so would only validate his dishonesty. I'm single, he's the one who's attached but would being his accomplice make me just as evil? (A mutual friend tells me that on some level she knows (don't they all?) but chooses not to ask. Sound familiar?) Would my doing the right thing now somehow save me from being a victim of someone's infidelity in the future? Maybe not but one has to start somewhere in making things right and I'm definitely going to try.

Birds of a Feather

It's funny how things have a way of coming back full circle. Back in January at the end of this post I mentioned that my friend Sandy intended to introduce me to her friend T, who is of my ethnic background. And although I met T not long afterwards an official date was never arranged because I was told he "doesn't date Asians", which was fine by me since I wasn't exactly an Asiaphile myself. I ended up going on a couple outings with T's friend Jon instead but that didn't result in anything.

To make a long story short T and a friend came out with Sandy and I a few weeks ago. Perhaps it was the low/no pressure situation or maybe I'd had one too many drinks but I found myself slightly interested in T. Even more surprisingly Sandy told me the next day that Mr. I-don't-date-Asians had also seemed interested in me. Fast forward a month and four group outings later and here I am with my first date with T on Thursday night. (So much for my dating hiatus!) I'm a bit wary of my attraction to T. Having never dated an Asian guy before I'm afraid that my interest might suddenly wane at an inopportune moment and leave us in an awkward position. But I'm just overthinking things as usual.

Objectively T is one cool cat (in fact, my parents would probably consider him a "bad boy", which admittedly ups his appeal). I can't believe he's of the same ethnicity. He's the first Asian guy that I've been attracted to but whether or not this will translate into sexual attraction remains to be seen. Maybe a part of me wants to give him a chance because we're of the same "flock" and I'm actually not repulsed by the thought of kissing him. We'll see what happens when and if that situation presents itself (yikes!). How humourous that it'll be a "first" for both of us. I hope we don't disappoint. You know what they say about us Asians, lol.