Thursday, October 18, 2007

I've Gone Vanilla

I’ve had a positively insatiable need for ice cream lately. I like ice cream well enough, but I’ve never had an intense desire for it like this. I can only figure I’ve tapped into some etheric frozen treat vibe. Is global warming causing ice cream sales to go up?

Mint chocolate chip is historically my favorite, but this craving has been strictly black and white. The unfortunate part of this story is my body has a zero tolerance policy for dairy and sugar. Put them together and it’s a real devil’s cocktail that gets written on my skin. :(

Last night I finally waved the vanilla flag and inhaled a Julie’s Organic ice cream bar (vanilla with the chocolate coating – heaven) for dinner, then ended up taking Kaytee and Jazz to DQ later in the evening for a vanilla cone with chocolate ants (some call them sprinkles) on it. Ice cream for dinner, followed by ice cream for dessert. I really don’t know what came over me.

Jazz was one happy pooch though, hanging out the back of the Jeep with us, licking away at her very own cup o’ soft serve. My only regret is not having my camera to capture the image of her doggie smile trying to cope with the unnatural cold on her big pink tongue. My night of illicit indulgence was even worth the three ugly devil kisses on my cheek this morning. I’m continually amazed at the light-speed at which my body processes things. The silver lining is never having to say “diet.”

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