It is certainly the case that discovering new chocolates tends to make me emit little squeals of joy and jump up and down in the middle of gourmet stores and supermarket aisles.
Yet for all the excitement that chocolate brings, nothing can compare to the moments, shared with people you love, that fill you near-to-bursting with utter happiness and contentment. The moments wherein you wish you could close your eyes and capture forever the feelings, the words, the sense of wanting this snapshot of your life crystallised in its entirety.
Here are a few of my such recent moments:
* Sharing a jar of CocoaBanana Peanut Butter with L.MiteMaster in the car at midnight, after having driven for seven hours with another hour still to go, never once running out of things to talk about.
* Spending hours on end with my two favourite suitemates from my exchange year at UVA, and having that sense of everything being right and in its place again. Watching Little Dorrit and Black Books, talking about bo-oys (that’s two syllables, L.FoodieFulbright and L.MiteMaster), and falling about laughing over old memories.
* Having friends say, out of the blue, that they won’t let you leave and that they’re so glad you’re here – and feeling the same way yourself.
* Remembering how wonderful it was the night you found a like-minded friend in A.ActuarialSpy.
* Having wonderful opportunities arise through your blog (that one’s still hush hush…)
* Finding all manner of deliciousness in Whole Foods and, more importantly, doing so accompanied by M.HeartsofPalm, who is equally excited by and incapable of resisting expensive treats.
* Salving the pain of missing your own dog with the gorgeous pets of your friends.
* Catching up with another friend from UVA and inadvertently going shopping with her, so that you find a dress that you love and buy and have to resist posting photos of because they’re taken in the dressing room and you fear coming across as a bit silly if you do. (For those who don’t know me that well, I’m very bad at clothes shopping. Particularly when it comes to dresses. For most girls, clothes shopping is a regular part of their lives, but for me, this is a very. happy. day.)
* Oh, and writing incredibly soppy blog posts. Can’t forget that one. I apologise to those of you who find this unbearably saccharine. I promise the next dose of saccharine will relate purely to delicious chocolate.