A few nights ago, JD asked if I wanted to see an action movie where lots of stuff blows up and guys act all manly. Well, he didn't really say it like that, exactly, but that's what I heard. I kissed him goodbye and plopped myself in front of my pantry in search of something dangerously sweet and forbidden on the food pyramid. Internet, I made an ice cream shake that rivaled a 10-pound bag of refined sugar.
I, of course, wanted to feel guilty, but as I licked the remaining Nutella from my spoon, I just couldn't find it in me. Remotely.
This leads me to another installment of Friday Randomness...the sweet edition...
Carter's dad deserves the Best Dad award for designing a Halloween outfit around his wheelchair...hands down, America's cutest ice cream man.