I Scream, You Scream ....

We all scream for ice cream!

OK, I admit it..... I have a real problem with ice cream. I dare not let it into the house, into the freezer....

Because if it's there it calls out my name and 9:00 on the dot I'm drawn into the kitchen for a late evening ice creamy snack. I have no willpower. At all. 

Hubby and I were in the grocery store recently--Blue Bell was on sale--$3 something for what is usually $7.00. He motions to me. No, I say! He says, but we've gotta get it at this price! NO NO I say! 

But it's a new flavor, Orange Sherbet Swirl, he says. I stop. Orange Sherbet Swirl??  It surely won't have as many calories if it has sherbet in it, I think. 

Into the cart it goes. 

Remember that no willpower stuff? With both of us eating it, it's gone in three days. 

And so to commemorate the delicious, creamy yumminess of Orange Sherbet Swirl, I have crocheted a cone. In remembrance.

Because I can never let it in the house again.

Sharing my ice cream habit over at Miss Jenny's for Alphabe-Thursday where we are studying the letter I.




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