I scream. You scream.

i pride myself on not having much of a sweet tooth. people always think i'm lying but really, i could totally do without dessert...just don't take away the french fries, pringles or tortilla chips!

now, every once in a while i just get a craving. it's actually so rare that i don't even recognize it anymore. in fact, i think it's more mental than anything. but sure enough, today was one of those days.

as i was running errands, i swung into a parking lot and noticed a coldstone creamery next door to the supermarket. i felt this strange cosmic pull but resisted and instead commenced with my grocery shopping. unfortunately, the entire time i was picking out the ingredients for tonight's dinner my mind kept drifting to coldstone.

now, here's the interesting thing about that. when was of those aforementioned cravings kick in, it's usually for ice cream or fro-yo but almost never for coldstone. to be perfectly honest, i'm not a huge fan.

i like my ice cream straight up. not chopped and diced and filled with way too many ingredients.

i walked out with my bag of sensible groceries in hand and said, "to hell with it." i bypassed my car completely and marched straight into coldstone. i stared at the confusing menu of options (another reason i'm not a huge fan) and settled on a small mint chocolate chocolate chip something or other.

i drove home stuffing my face, all the while convincing myself that i was really just being a good wife by surprising mike with some double stuffed oreo disaster but in my heart i know the truth.

and you know what? the truth tasted pretty damn good on this hot thursday afternoon!