Clareified

I’m not even going to begin to tell you how many hours I have spent looking for Haagan Daaz’s strawberry cheesecake ice cream.

I’m just not. Because then you’ll think I’m a pathetic loser with nothing better to do and…um…I’m just not.
But it’s not anywhere! I’ve searched two boroughs! TWO. Supermarkets, Haagan Daaz franchises, the internets! THE INTERNETS!

I even checked online and now they’re not even listing the flavor on there.

But it exists. I swear it. I saw it. Tasted it! I did. Stupid Mexico. Hmm…think if I show them a roundtrip ticket to Oakland, Jetblue will let me go back to Cancun?

I was driving behind this thing for a while yesterday and everytime we stopped at a red light I had to resist the impulse, to just accelerate my car up on it!

I wore flip flops to a wedding! It was thusly declared the best wedding ever!

Why are my nephew’s parents endangering his life in this manner? Look at the murder in that dog’s eyes. Just look at it!

I want to be evil! How adorable is Eartha Kitt? My word.

via Karol

While I was away… I became a fake aunt again!

Once again, the child is conspicuously not named after me, but as he’s a boy, this is the first time there has been a plausible excuse.

He decided to make an early appearance in the world, unlike his mom and aunt Dawn who were never early for anything during college…perhaps he will be an inspiration.

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