Monday, April 26, 2010

love. in a box

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Another gratuitous dairy post.

Here is how I know I am loved:

Ice Cream.

While Jude was out Sunday evening, he brought home the milk, and a special frozen treat for me. I've been begging to go get some ice cream since he got home. Well, maybe not begging, but certainly dropping some not-so-subtle hints, like "Let's go to Dairy Queen!" (Yes, I know I've written about the evils of fast food, and even about the DQ in particular. Let's just say ice cream is my Achilles' heel.) We never quite got to any ice cream related stores, despite my efforts.

It's just as well that we didn't go out for ice cream. This way, it's cheaper, since we bought a small carton of ice cream for the same price it we would have paid for just one treat. I'd like to pretend it's healthier, since my preferred brand doesn't contain artificial junk, or high fructose corn syrup.

On the down side, it is a whole carton of ice cream. Which means I must exercise, and exercise restraint. Or invite some friends over.

I mentioned to Jude that every year I see the Kitchen Aid Ice Cream Maker Attachment in my Chefs catalog. How I stare at the pictures longingly, thinking about how it would be awesome to have yet ANOTHER excellent use for our KA mixer. Alas, no luck for me. He said, "I don't think you need an ice cream maker." He's probably right. Even when I pointed out the difference between need and want, and batted my eyelashes at him, he didn't flinch. Well, maybe he flinched, but for all together different reasons.

Instead, I'll simply appreciate that he's doing his best to help keep me from gorging myself on a new flavor of homemade ice cream each day, while still showing how much he loves me by enjoying a bowl of ice cream with me once in a while.


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