I like ice cream but I rarely eat ice cream because I'm always watching my calories. I also don't like ice cream if it is a cool day outside, so if I'm going to eat ice cream, its going to be in the hot of summer.
Well, confession time here.
A couple weeks ago, the night of that fight with Mayweather? So I guess two Saturdays ago? Well, hubby was at a job where he helps out a friend of his who has a sound system run it, so he was gone for the majority of the afternoon and evening. Son went next door to the neighbors to watch the fight.
I was home alone (well sort of alone, Koda was here, but he pretty much ignores me and waits by the door for hubby, unless I go into the kitchen, and then he comes mooching for a snack.)
So, I was home alone.....and it was a warm evening so I thought I would get a bowl of ice cream. We had Dreyer's Mocha Almond Fudge ice cream opened, so I scooped out a bowl full and started eating it. Finished it and thought, "geesh, that was really good, I'm going to get some more." So I went back into the kitchen and started eating directly from the carton (bad idea).
Before I know it, I had eaten most of the carton. I won't say how full it was when I started, but let me just say it was more full than empty and now it was more empty than full.
I thought "oh my God, how am I going to explain that I ate this much" especially since I'm always watching my calories.....
So I put the ice cream away and go to bed and all night (I swear its true), I'm thinking "I got to make this right. I can't let hubby or son know I ate this much ice cream". So I thought "I'll go to the store after I walk Koda in the morning and get another carton and scoop out how much had already been eaten and just throw away the carton that I had eaten almost to the bottom and no one will ever know." That seemed a reasonable option, so the next morning I get up, shower, get Koda for a walk and stop at the local grocery store.....
Only to find out they didn't have that flavor of ice cream. I briefly thought about going to another store to find it, but then decided to come clean.
As an atonement, I bought another carton of ice cream, one of the favorites they both liked, and then a few donuts for them for the morning breakfast.
And when I came home I told them both the truth. They just laughed.
Later in the week I did get another carton of Mocha Almond Fudge to replace that one.
And now I think their ice cream stash is safe, at least until next summer, since the weather is starting to cool down a bit.
It did feel good to tell the truth, but I have to say I was just a bit tempted not to and to cover my tracks.......
so are you an ice cream eater?