Justin bought a pint each of Ben & Jerry's Cofee Heath Crunch and B&J's Peanut Butter Brittle today. There was a BOGO sale at Publix, of course. I ate my Coffee Heath Crunch the way God intended, layer by layer, inch by inch, rejoicing at the unearthing of large candy bits and savoring the coffee ice cream that gave up these treasures. Then I shared with Justin. After a few minutes I realize he is digging around in my ice cream. He is not scraping off the goodness bit by bit, he is DIGGING OUT THE CANDY TREASURES. I was shocked. My brain couldn't comprehend what my eyes were seeing. "Are you....are you digging out the candy??" I asked. No response, just what I can only assume was meant to be a sweet smile. I saw red. I grabbed the pint away from his greedy hands. I held my Coffee Heath Crunch as only a woman who truly knows the value of good ice cream can. "That is NOT how you eat ice cream," I said icily. I knew what I had to do next...I had no choice. I had to put the poor pint out of it's misery and prevent any further desecrations to her creamy insides...insides now devoid of the crunch that made her special. I reclaimed my spoon and finished the pint. Layer. By. Layer.

I think this probably says a lot about my life right now.