Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Ice cream.

I do like icecream. As far as I remember I used to eat it by the pint every day.  On average there was an hour of icecream eating after dinner.  I have no idea how this happened but for years it went on.  Maybe my parents felt bad about making me run 3 miles after dinner around our yard or was just simply to tired to say, "NO," as we filled our bowls with scoops of icecream.  My first sleepover, I was 7.  I was a disappointed kid having only gotten 2 scoops like all the other kids.  I could barely sleep that night with such an empty stomach. 

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