Saturday, June 21, 2008

The only reason I'll be moving is to reach for more ice cream.


Ever have one of those nights where the only thing you want is pure sloth and self-indulgence?  And you don't even feel guilty about it?  I worked in the morning, went to the gym in the early evening... and spent the late evening on the couch with ID, watching Lord of the Rings and eating a heavenly ice cream that started with high-fat vanilla, then swirled in fudge, caramel, brownies, and cookie dough.

I am inordinately pleased with myself.

6 comments:

Belle said...

As you should be!

dance said...

I really wish you hadn't reminded me of the local dairy that makes ice cream from local cows. I was doing so good not buying ice cream to keep at home until about three weeks ago, and then BLAM! Binge!

But your evening sounds wonderful. No need for guilt there.

Psych Post Doc said...

sounds yummy!!

Anastasia said...

I love the sloth. i think it's my favorite animal.

Dr. S said...

Woo woo! Hooray.

Michael said...

Strangely, I was watching my Lord of the Rings DVD earlier today. Sadly, I was only watching the 3 hour making-of feature.