Love. An addiction.

I love, love, love ice cream.

Love.

I’m not sure what kind of love it is. But oh, I do love ice cream.

I can’t get enough of ice cream.
(And, usually, it gives me a little stomach ache.)
Strange, this sickening love.

We’ve rid our house of most processed foods, definitely nothing left with HFCS or MSG.
All of our GMO food is gone as well.
We’re about to get our first order of raw dairy from a farm.

I just can’t shake this constant craving for ice cream.

John & I shared a nutritious breakfast this morning. It was delicious.

And then, an hour later…
I made a bowl of chocolate ice cream.

What?!
It’s 9:45 a.m.

Ice cream.

What am I to do?

I can do without soda & sugary drinks.
I can do without candy.
I can do without really processed foods I’ve really liked previously.
But I just can’t let go of the ice cream.

I guess it’s time we buy a homemade ice cream maker & I start making my own.
Hmm.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a bowl of chocolate ice cream sitting next to me on the couch.
It’s melting, looking scrumptious, delicious & inviting.
I’m going to listen to Joshua Radin while I eat it, & sing love songs in my head.
Let’s hope John doesn’t get jealous.

3 thoughts on “Love. An addiction.”

  1. LOL. I think it’s in large part due to the pregnancy. Ice cream is difinitely a pregnant food:) To bad it’s not a mint chocolate chip milkshake.

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