I turned down "two peanut butter cups with cookie dough ice cream smashed in between, and a small pool of hot fudge for dipping" for a kiddie size scoop of cranberry sorbet. Two ice cream requests in a single night, a single hour, just might be a personal record. The last time I had such a date was on Valentine's Day in college, which might not count because he had a coupon and we probably went dutch anyways. And if the third time really is a charm, perhaps this weekend I will find myself indulging in a warm waffle cone filled with butter pecan and crumbled Heath Bar.
Or, I'll stick to a spoonful of raspberry sorbet instead; I'm still recovering from my tasty July and Hawaii is less than 3 weeks away...
Oye!
I kinda forgot I had a giant chocolate chip cookie with my chai mid afternoon a few hours before having ice cream with my boys after dinner. It was the hot fudge. I have no power over hot fudge.
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