I’ve always said that if the world could just taste Blue Bell Ice Cream, there would be no more wars. World peace is obtainable by the gallon for about $5.99. It is so good that upon my first introduction to their chocolate chip cookie dough variety, I called my wife of about a year and said, “I think I just had an affair!” Until then, I didn’t know I could love something so cold. Funny thing is, I don’t really like chocolate. I’ve found over the years it doesn’t matter what’s in it. If they mix it, freeze it, and put their label on it – I’ll buy it. They are a good Southern company which likely explains why so many Yankees are trying to get down here.
My 30’s brought family busyness and extra pants sizes. I really don’t blame Blue Bell. If it is her fault, I readily forgive my velvety temptress. I went back to the gym, ran a few marathons, and lost the weight while staying true to ice cream. I still run so I can eat it.
All of that brings me to this week. Tuesday, I had to pick up coffee to fuel my early morning writing obsession. When I find myself in any store that has a freezer section, I am compelled to check the ice cream aisle. Lo and behold, Blue Bell was on sale! Most of my family prefers the aforementioned cookie dough, but I have one dissenter who likes cookies and cream (I think they might spell it with an ‘n’ instead of the word ‘and’ which is lazy, ugly, and I can’t bring myself to type it that way). My last purchase had been cookie dough, so I dug out the last gallon of cookies AND cream. When I got home, I stashed it and somehow forgot about it until today. I was shaving this morning when my dissenter came and reminded me about her appointment to get a painful appliance added to her braces. With her lip poked out, she said, “You should go and get me cookies AND cream ice cream today.”
My memory is not great, but my purchase came to mind immediately. With my lance in hand, I gallantly mounted my white steed, lifted the faceguard on my suit of armor and simply said, “Check the freezer.”
Thank you, Lord for Blue Bell Ice Cream. More importantly, thank you for the ironic way you love on my daughter and let me take a little credit. I promise I’ll tell her…sometime.
I loved this post, I can sooooooo relate. I, too, have a cookies AND cream fanatic in the house. But nothing beats the Blue Bell Peach in the summertime. It’s divine!
Aahhhhhh, peach is So Good! They even had red velvet cake last year. MMMM? Thanks for dropping in. Ice cream lovers always welcome!
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Thank you, Jenn (got the 2nd N even though autocorrect is working against you). Likewise.
Haha! Thank you for persevering. 🙂
Haha! Great post! Thanks for sharing 🙂
Ice cream is too good to keep to yourself. Thanks for stopping by.
You can always count on ice cream to do the trick!
Always, Sir! Always
LOL I think world peace would come through In-N-Out Burger.
Haha! They don’t have those here in the South that I know of. I need to take a road trip if they are that good!