Ben, Jerry and Jack

I rue those three names. On Monday, I had the Andes Milk shake at Jack in the Box and it was sooooo good. So good in fact, it made me almost forget about how McDonald’s showed Southern California no love this year with their absent Shamrock Shake. If you get a chance to try one of these babies, it’s like a bajillion times better than the Mint Chip shake at Carl’s.

but the real point of this post is to say… I feel like a pig. I got home and was going to eat a light dinner but since I hadn’t really ate anything all day, I decided to have a little Ben & Jerry’s after my not-so-filling meal of beef brisket and steamed broccoli. I opened a brand new pint of Mint Cookie and sat down to watch American Idol with Kev… 15 minutes later… I had eaten the entire container! Wow. Just like high school except unlike high school, I felt gross and guilty as well as strangely satisfied. I then proceeded to go tot he gym to try to undo some of the damage. Ugh. Why do I love ice cream so much?

Tomorrow night I leave for Florida and the Bahamas with the Yangs, Gimps and Schoens… I hear there’s a Ben and Jerry’s stand aboard the ship… which I’m guessing is included in the cost of the trip… someone better help keep me away from the ice cream stand or else I might never leave it…