Dreaming of Chocolate

Dreaming of Chocolate

There I was, being so good for the last several days (ok 4 days so far on ship) with exercise and healthy eating. Dreaming of chocolate while working on an essay. I had completely convinced myself that I was not making a trip to either the cafe or upstairs to afternoon tea. I don’t need more coffee, or tea, or desert.

Thought I heard a knock on the door. Before I could be sure through the audiobook on my headphones the doorbell rang.

The Chefs have been busy.


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Just so you get the full impact. Chocolate. Never mind the two small cakes that I am not eating due to Passover. or the chocolate covered strawberry that vanished almost as soon as I had it up-wrapped.

According to my magnificent cabin attendant, the chefs started making these about three cruises ago to rave reviews. By the time she stopped by in the evening after cleaning loads of sand out of almost everyone’s cabin, most of them had apparently already been consumed.  I don’t think this should be treated anything like bears or bunnies where the first accomplishment is to bite off their little heads. This needs to be admired and savored.

Oh the other hand, Mystery Island is not. Same tender port as the last time I was here in 2013. Lots of sand, beaches and snorkeling opportunities. Almost all the new cruises and the children got off. Few, if any, of the elderly did….

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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3 Responses to Dreaming of Chocolate

  1. Carmen says:

    Cute piano!

  2. Holly says:

    and soo tasty…..

  3. Alison says:

    A chocolate piano! That’s. Really. COOL.

    My concert pianist grandmother would have been very pleased.

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