My brain officially gave out on me about 10 minutes ago and I was sitting in a daze with a blank stare of my face and figured...hey...what the heck...let's talk about ice cream sandwiches.
I only bring them up because as I sit in my late afternoon stupor...I was going over some of the changes life has thrown me since hitting 40. Let's see...at 40 I began to lose my eyesight. I haven't graduated to prescription reading glasses yet, but I'm all over the magnified reading glasses. At 41, my knees and right shoulder started to ache...all the time. It used to be an infrequent thing...old sports injuries...too many falls during rockclimbing...silly youthful things like that. Now I notice some aches and pains at pretty much all times. Holy crap people. I didn't get the memo that told me it would be like this! Did you?!
So I was sitting here wondering...wow golly gee...what surprise will come with my 42nd birthday? I must admit that I think more now about the possibility of acquiring chin hair than I ever have in my life. There is no Goose Gossage manchu yet but isn't it inevitable? Aren't all women doomed to have a chin hair to some extent? Have I been misled? And what about the inevitably droopy butt? We can't run and hide from it forever, right? Well I've decided to take no chances. Let me tell ya that I have a fantastic diet...and no, I don't mean diet as in the sense of "dieting". I simply mean my food intake. I've always been a healthy eater, preferring "clean food" to the majority of crap that most Americans seem to eat on a daily basis. I tried a Twinkie once...hated it. I'll never eat one of the fuschia colored Snowball thingies. I still just do not do pink food. It's not regular. Nothing "pink" comes from this Earth that I can think of. No...a strawberry is NOT pink. It is a shade of red...maybe even raspberryish. But not pink. Ya getting my drift?
I just went off on a tangent. Okay...I'm back. Food and droopy booties. So I read an article at some point in the not too distant past about this product called Skinny Cow ice cream sandwiches and what a fantastic option they are for people who just don't want all the crap in with it. I was skeptical. Then I bought some and I'm hooked. My problem is this...the boxes come mixed with ice cream sandwiches that have chocolate ice cream in the center and some that have vanilla ice cream in the center. Now...I used to be all about chocolate growing up. I didn't eat it often but I dug it. Eh...I've changed. I'm more of a vanilla person...maybe French Vanilla (as much as I hate to even say that given my utter dislike of all thing French right now). My point is that I might be getting rather bland in my years. I'm off on another tangent. Shoot. Back to my point...I don't like them mixing the chocolate ones with the vanilla ones, doggone it! Chocolate ice cream between the chocolate sandwichy part of the ice cream sandwich is just too doggone much for me. The vanilla works. Why not make a box with all chocolate or a box with all vanilla? Why scew with us simple folk who just want to eliminate as much chaos in our lives as possible? Is that too much to ask? 
Skinny Cow...help a sister out, will ya?!
I'm going home.
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