You can probably tell from the title of the post what kind of day I’ve had, Modern Philosophers.
Very early in the afternoon, as my lunch salad sat heavily in my stomach and the work day dragged slowly on, I made a decision about tonight’s dinner menu.
I stopped at the grocery store on the way home, picked up my supplies, and headed home for a sundae dinner to be eaten while watching the Yankees game.
Does adulthood get any better than that?
Isn’t he trying to lose weight? Isn’t ice cream for dinner a bad thing? Doesn’t that mean he’s totally lost it?
I’ve been working way too much, running far more than I enjoy, not sleeping enough, and pretty much drifting through life in a fog.
I haven’t lost it. I just needed to do something so ridiculous and bad for me to have any real shot at rebooting my system and getting life back on track.
That sounds like logical reasoning, right?
I suppose so, but I’m still not convinced…
What’s wrong with a big bowl of ice cream after a long day at the office? Add the greatest baseball team in the world to the mix, and you’ve got a pretty decent lonely guy evening.
Maybe he’s lonely because he doesn’t take very good care of himself!
Today was just one of those days. After having two days off, I should’ve been ready to explode out of bed and hit the ground running. Things might have started out that way, but I faded fast.
And not because I was tired.
I was distracted.
I have no idea what causes it to happen, but my head will suddenly flood with thoughts of The Sweet Irish Girl, and I just can’t clear them.
I’m not a strong swimmer, so I was drowning.
I feel like I’m always on a roller coaster. I really hate those things, so clearly, I’ve been put on the ride against my will.
I want to get off, but trying to do that is even more dangerous than hanging on for dear life and praying that the car doesn’t fly off the track and hurl me to my death.
Wow! He is really not a fan of roller coasters. What a shame because they really are the best thing about any amusement park!
Because I really don’t feel like dealing with my emotions right now, I’m going to smother them in ice cream and not give a $%^& for a few hours.
Maybe that’s not the best coping skill available on the market today, but it fits into my budget and is extremely delicious.
So I’m having ice cream for dinner and passing off this lame collection of sentences as an acceptable blog post.
If you don’t like it, grab a bowl of ice cream and join me on the couch. We can discuss it between innings…
What flavor do you have? Is there hot fudge? Maybe I can just give it a shot to show that I support you in your time of need.
Follow me on Pinterest, but only after you’ve finished your ice cream!
Man, I SO SO SO GET THIS! It sucks to be in that place and I think you dealt with it in exactly the right way. Hope you get to catch up with yourself soon.
Thanks, Lizzi! 🙂
I can certainly relate! I had ice cream for dinner last night…just because!
You’re a trend setter!
i think ice cream therapy is one of the best, and low on the list of harmful possible vices, so all good
Thanks, Beth! It was yummy…
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Sometimes you just gotta say Fuck it! I’ve cream it up!
Aww, don’t beat yourself up. Eat the food, feel better, and regain your equilibrium. Tomorrow is a new day.
Tomorrow is the employee appreciation barbecue at work!
Goody! Runners need protein. This is how I justify my fascination with hamburgers and bacon.
I’ll have ice cream for dinner anyday! Enjoy. ’tis well earned 🙂
There’s always excuse for ice-cream! Or rather, I meant to say that no excuses are needed for ice-creams. I always stash a few in the fridge and I have resorted to make my own. Heee..Hee! I’ll join you with mint choc chips! 😉
Sometimes it’s the only way to go.
If you’re like me, you savored every minute of the sundae dinner experience and woke up the next day with remorse, consoling yourself with the thought that at least the bananas and nuts were healthy.