sometimes life just is not fair

I know what you’re thinking from the title, but before you turn your eyes away, let me say that this post is completely free from doom and gloom . Undoubtedly some things haven’t exactly gone the way that they could have, but I can’t see the point in bemoaning the course of life. There is, however, a lot of fun to be had from laughing at its eccentricities and something has just surfaced in the past few days which give me far too much smug glee for me not to share.

On Monday I visited the dentist for the first time in years. It felt like time for a checkup and more pressingly a while back I had a little bit of pain when I ate ice-cream and after a quick tooth inspection I found that I had a little black dot which looked an awful lot like a bit of enamel decay. The obvious explanation was that a diet consisting in a large part of chocolate and porridge with dulce de leche had finally taken its toll and so I was fearing the worst, but it turns out I was wrong! Admittedly I do have a bit of a problem with sensitive gums caused by the bit of metal left in from some old othodontics (and hence the ice cream pain) and some sort of little black stain, but apart from that my teeth are healthy, really quite unreasonably healthy. If having chocolate for breakfast on most days and caramel on the others isn’t a surefire way to tooth decay then I don’t know what is.

There is also a second part to my smug glee. I don’t have a set of bathroom scales in my flat and so I haven’t had a chance to weigh myself in ages and ages, I suppose I have been home, but I haven’t been into my parents’ bathroom (where the scales are) in ages and ages so I haven’t thought of it. On Tuesday though I did think of it and it turns out, as if it weren’t already bad enough that I’d avoided one of the dangers of a diet mostly based on candy, that I’ve also lost weight. Apparently all the chocolate I could want throughout the year and a huge amount of holiday eating adds up to a slightly lighter me.

Maybe people hate me a little for it, but I think it’s hilarious.

Anyway, this little self centred tidbit is also my return to regular blogging. Now that I’ve stopped doing the market I would still like to stay vaguely visible for anyone who would like to follow and also not doing the market means that what I do do with chocolate won’t be a repetitive grind and could actually make for interesting reading again. There’s the mail order club coming up and there’s certainly something else in the works that could well be the greatest chocolate thing ever. I’ve been spending far too much time on howstuffworks in preparation for it. Be prepared.