ice cream

Last night during my workout, my husband decided he wanted some ice cream. He then had the nerve to ask me if I wanted any.

Me? Want ice cream? Well, duh. I almost always want ice cream.

I told him no, but then I changed my mind. I had ONE little bite of peach pie ice cream. And then I wanted more.

But I said no. I went to bed a couple of hours later with my tummy rumbling and me still wanting ice cream.

*sigh*