Let’s just get something out of the way here: I have an ice cream problem.  I would eat ice cream every day if I were allowed to do so.  And this summer, I’ve been doing just that.

It doesn’t even have to be good ice cream!  I am an equal opportunity ice cream eater.  It just needs to be cold and creamy, and maybe have a crisp and crunchy cone at the end.  I love an amazing scoop of Jeni’s, but I am also super happy with a soft-serve cone from McDonald’s. I love cheap ice cream treats straight from the waxy paper wrapper, and I love splitting a giant scoop from Washtenaw Dairy. I love ice cream enough to forgo beer in order to save my calories for a cone later. Unfortunately or fortunately, depending on who you ask, Shane shares my passion for ice cream. And soft-serve. And, occasionally, frozen yogurt.

After a light dinner and some puttering, we rode our peds up to Dairy Queen, where we discovered that they have introduced Mini Blizzards! They’re still a diet busting 300+ calories, but as an occasional treat, they’re pretty damned good. I had cookie dough, and Shane’s involved heath and caramel. So good, you guys.  But maybe I should stick to popsicles for the rest of the week to make up for the splurge.