A Threesome with Ben and Jerry
A quiet weekend threesome with me, Ben and Jerry turned into an orgy of cold creamy lovin....I try to stay strong against those two and their sinfully delicious ways....but how am I supposed to resist temptation with flavors like....creme brule....Oh mercy me..........
I do my damnedest to ignore their enticing good looks but it always ends up the same.
MMmmmmmmmmmmmm....
Me, Ben and Jerry in an orgy of frozen goodness on the kitchen floor.
Slightly full, slightly abashed and slightly apologetic to my husband who doesn't understand why eating a pint of ice cream has to involve thrashing about like a fish outta water.
It was Creme fricking Brule flavored ice cream peoples......
Times like that I wish I smoked.
Labels: confession, food, humor, ice cream
2 Comments:
I know how you feel!
As another fellow I.C. Lover, I DO understand you!!! lol ... My honey on the other hand does not get it!!!
I ran into the same situation the other day with me and my sweet B & J!!! Yes it was a different Flavour, however... as the saying goes...
...a rose by any other name still smells as sweet...
Much love to my I.C.-Appreciating- Far-Away-but-Still-Fabulous-Cuz!!!! :)
Muah!
Mel
Hmmmm your honey doesn't *GET* ice cream? What the hell????????
This is the most peculiar thing I have ever heard of. Perhaps he was terrorized by ice cream as a child? OH wait, I know, did he have a love affair with ice cream and then ice cream turned all bitchy and left him for cake? He may need to get in touch with this obvious deep seeded emotional issue involving the most luscious treat of all time...ice cream is NOT to be taken lightly my friend, it's to be taken like a lover on the kitchen floor.
Thank-you for understanding this Mel, some people huh?
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