Springtime for Hitler

Let me just say whoa! Ok, Whoa! I went to go see "The Producers" a mel brooks musical, in Toronto yesterday and boy was it fricking fabulous. The Hagan Daz ice cream at intermission was a bonus. Some of my favorite parts was the hillarious Sprintime for Hitler, a musical written by this insane Nazi in the play. I don't want to give it away, but let's just say that you have never seen Hitler look so good. LOL! My other favorite was Little Old Lady Land where we have about 20 'little old ladies' doing a good rendition of shuffle off to buffalo or some tap dance number with their walkers. Now that's a good time! HIGHLY RECCOMENDED!!!

Did I wake up in Florida?

Because it was like 55 degrees here and SUNNY today! There was SUN! On December 28! In Western New York!

So Kelly and I grabbed Hank, her dog, and went for a little walk in the SUN along the Erie Canal where it was really SUNNY! And you could see the moon, too. Even with the SUN shining!

Well, a day like this calls for ice cream, n'est pas? Did I just speak French? Like a sissy? Like a turncoat French person? Sorry. Off to Bruster's we went, and I ordered a brownie sundae. Rather innocuous, a sundae, doncha think? Well, the clerk brought me THE BIGGEST DAMN SUNDAE I'VE EVER SEEN!! It was HUGE! Bigger than the monster sundaes at Friendly's. Kelly said HOLY SHIT! Don't feel obligated to eat the whole thing at once! No kidding! Because the brownie was actually TWO brownies. I would never eat two brownies at once, even though I'd want to, because it's just too many calories. So I can't eat that whole sundae. I ate all of the ice cream and whipped cream and pecans, but left one of the brownies, which I will eat tomorrow. I think. Maybe tonight. It's less calories if you spread them out through the day, right?

Seasonal Ice Cream & Dreams

Matt and I hit Friendly's last week (or the week before?) for a I'm-too-tired-to-cook-plus-we-have-no-groceries-in-the-house-dinner. I topped off my dinner with a slice of the Jubilee roll. It's not a stellar dessert, but it was the holidays so you almost feel obliglated to eat it in that tradition-must-win-over-sensibility kind of way. It wasn't bad, but it certainly wasn't a Reese's Pieces Peanut Butter sundae.

Other note: I keep having ice cream social dreams. Every so often I'll dream that we've gotten together for a social somewhere. It's totally bizarre since I always dream about seeing you guys and in my dream (every time!) I think, "Wow, how cool is it that I was able to meet up with everyone! This is too cool!" At least ice cream social dreams are a million times better than the reoccuring dreams I have about tornados. Those wouldn't be so bad if they were the kind of tornados that involved ice cream and candy pieces. Oh wait, those are called hurricanes or cyclones. Whatever. Hope y'all had a good holiday!

I had ice cream on Christmas Day!

We were invited over to my bo's mothers for Christmas dinner and she was fixing lasagna. Yum! Well there was a bit of a fiasco, she didn't have any tomato paste and since it was Christmas, she couldn't get any so she substituted pizza sauce...Then the sausage that she used was Bob Evans hot and spicy. Now, remember, we are in corn land where they don't understand that there is a difference between bratwursts, kalbasa, breakfast sausage and italian sausage...needless to say, the sausage was soooooo salty and had an unknown spice that none of us could eat it! So out came the ice cream and the cookies!!!!!!

I felt bad but she chalked it up and did well. The lasagna went into the garbage disposal...what a shame.

Merry Christmas Everyone!

*hugs*

I know that this doesn't really count for much, but I had a social by myself, for those times I have been too busy to go. After the Fantasticks tonight, I went to the porn store to buy some gag gifts (yes, they are gifts for people, and yes, I did have to get myself some reading material, well, at least picture books) and then I went to Wendy's for a frosty. I know it doesn't count for much, but at least it counts for something.

Now, if you excuse me, I have some reading to do.

An Evening Out...Starting at Friendly's

Ok...first off, sorry if this gets long...I don't engage in adult conversation too often.

To start the evening, my Mom has to go into to work for a minute..which is in Brighton. So she suggests we go out for dinner. We decide on the Friendly's on W. Henrietta Rd...a VERY nice Friendly's, BTW. We all had our usual selections....nothing interesting there. So we head to mom's work. Heidi and I stay in the van to keep it warm.....listening to an AWESOME CD(can't remember the name...lol). I was telling Heidi how Pinky did the artwork(she remembered the ice cream trip when we met you). Heidi then asked if I remembered when we went to see Leah at the bookstore. I said yes and she also remembered the storm that knocked out the power during the show. The kicker was that she also remembered that Leah used to give out Reeses PB Cups at her shows...lol.

Moral....It always comes down to ice cream or chocolate!

*hugs*

"A Good Meal Deserves a Good Dessert..."

For those of you who haven't discovered Jenny's blog, take a moment to bop on over there. Not only is it a nicely designed site, but she also posts wonderful things (with pictures) like this recipe for a seasonal ice cream treat. That in itself is a reason to go say hello. I've been drooling over this picture for days. Now I just need to get off my arse to make it.

I have Marketing in my Blood!

Don't forget to buy a cd and listen to the song that was the inspiration for this blog! Tasted Like Ice Cream.... www.leahzicari.com

I am such a marketing ho.

Right Wing Ice Cream?

Y'all won't believe this site. So clever, yet so....weird.

Star Spangled Ice Cream: "Ice Cream with a Conservative Flavor". Check out these hysterical flavors:


Gun Nut (Coconut Ice Cream with Almonds and Chocolate Chips)
I Hate The French VANILLA (Real American Vanilla, NOT French Vanilla)
Iraqi Road (Chocolate with Roasted Almonds and Rich Chocolate Chips)
Nutty Environmentalist (Rich Buttery Ice Cream with Roasted Pecans)
Smaller Govern-MINT (White Mint with Rich Chocolate Chips)

Well you know, I don't care if the ice cream is.....(*whispered*)conservative. As long as it tastes good and isn't hurting anyone.

I know it's not much, but I don't blog here often, and it seems that during the off-season, few people do.

I just ate a big bowl of Wegman's Creme de Minthe ice cream as I updated my blog (http://hominisliber.blogspot.com) and celebrated the end of Advanced Accounting.

Yes, I am a plug whore, but not in that manner, you perverts.

LMFAO!!!

This comes compliments of our favorite singer Mary Simon!

On Top Of My Sundae - Author Unknown
Sung to: "On Top of Spaghetti"

On top of my sundae
All covered with sauce
I lost my poor cherry
It really got lost.

It rolled off the table
And onto the floor
And then my poor cherry
It rolled out the door.

It rolled to the garden
And under a bush
And then my poor cherry
It turned into mush.

If you like your sundae
All covered with sauce
Hold onto your cherry
Or it will be lost.

LEAH!!!
Guess what I found!!



It was Season 6 Episode 20 - The Unnatural

*hugs*

It was a dark and rainy night...

Not the typical ice cream season weather, but then again, it isn't ice cream season, ya see? And even though the weather the day before was reminiscent of ice cream season, it was easily 40 degrees colder today. But it's a sickness, this need for ice cream, ya see? And the dark season makes people depressed, ya see, and who needs "the light" when ya got ice cream, ya see?

The name's Bitter. A process server for hire who slings the best summonses around. A job where you spend most of your time in the car trying to find a bathroom decent enough to take a piss in. Today I was in Brockport, a postage stamp town apparently known for it's deadbeats. It's also the town where I know this dame. [Insert saxaphone music here...] Her name is Jessica. A diminutive woman with a trendy new hairdo and legs that go...no, wait, I've never seen her legs. I and my cohort of misfit freak friends had made plans to meet this Jessica. Everyone has been stressed lately. Family, work, money, school, careers...seems like there was always something that wasn't going right for any of us, and we'd had enough. We needed ice cream. And there was a Friendly's in Brockport.

The usual suspects were there: Maria, Mary Rose, Cheryl, Jessica, and me. But there were a couple of new odd ducks that joined the party. People who aren't regulars at our gatherings, but who were pleasant additions to our festivities this evening. Seems like the weird ones always flock together. First, there was Jessica's flame, Amanda, a blue-collar girl with a pink-collar sensibility, if you know what I mean. A woman who's soft heart betrays her gruff voice. And you could tell they were in love.

Then there was Sarah, a seemingly normal girl, but if she's keeping company with the likes of us, her normalcy must be suspect. A pretty, Italian girl with an attitude. A girl who's face says "What are YOU lookin' at?"

But a little ice cream can put a smile on anybody's face:

And so it was. Dark as early as 5:30. A cold, gusty wind with rain that turned into snow. Miles away from civilization at the ice cream parlor in a small college town. Eating enough chocolate to kill a cat. With friends who love and understand you and know how to make you feel good about your miserable, petty existence. Because it's all about the ice cream. [crescendo sax music and fade...]

Ice Cream News Alert!!

God Help Us All! Friendly's has issued a recall.

Last Ice Cream of the Season

The evil Darilicious has seen me for the LAST TIME! At least until next season...My mother, sis and myself were beckoned there to get a Pumpkin shake! My mother was too timid to try the pumpkin so I went through the drive through and asked if they had small sizes then she could try it and no big deal. No, only medium and large. So I say ok, can you give me medium shakes of pumpkin, chocolate and mint chocolate chip. So I get up to the window and she says $4.00. That throws up a flag. I have bought one ice cream there before that was over $5.00 there was no way 3 shakes were $4.00. They were in the process of mixing the pumpkin and the chocolate and the mint chocolate chip together. Ummm hello? Corn fed girls ain't too bright...

Maria will appreciate this...

So, we had sundae night at the dining hall again last week. A friend of mine got a huge pile of cherries on her ice cream, and we all took the stems and attempted to tie them in knots using our tongues, Maria-style. Well, for the first time ever, I did it! Here's the picture of my proud little cherry stem to prove it:

=D

PS - How about that Brockport social this Friday?? Is it going to happen?? I know I spoke with Leah and Maria about it...???

Yesterday we rented Terminator 3! Had to do it, I love Ahhhhnold. We had a nice dinner and a friend brought over ice cream for dessert. Edys chocolate chip cookie dough and B&J's chocolate brownie...Yum...Mixed together (without stirring) and a bucket of popcorn on the side...Ok end of the world, it's ok...

Yesterday we rented Terminator 3! Had to do it, I love Ahhhhnold. We had a nice dinner and a friend brought over ice cream for dessert. Edys chocolate chip cookie dough and B&J's chocolate brownie...Yum...Mixed together (without stirring) and a bucket of popcorn on the side...Ok end of the world, it's ok...

Tasted Ice Cream-y

Okay, I've tried to post this damn thing for a week but my roadrunner has been running slower than dial-up and it's pissing me off! But today it seems to be better, so here's my mandatory post, because they're my rules and I must set an example! (hint hint...)

It wasn't really an ice cream social, but yesterday [which was last monday...] I had to go to Buffalo to see the dentist and the doctor and to buy this holistic medicine I can't get in Rochester and blah blah blah. And I made Maria come with me for the company, seeing as it was her day off and we needed to catch up. We had to wait a half hour for my prescriptions to be filled, so we went next door to Starbucks and I had a Brownie Frappuccino that was soooo cold and chocolately and it had whipped cream and chocolate syrup on it that it tasted like a milkshake, so I thought it qualified as blogworthy. Those damn things are almost 400 calories for the small one, so it may as well be ice cream!

And Maria had hot white chocolate. Don't get the white chocolate thing. Why! Why! Why!!

A Sad Commentary
Today, I was feeling so sick and tired and upset about school, that I went to Tops and picked up a half gallon of the store brand vanilla ice cream (remember, I'm a college student with no job right now). I came home, dug a hole in the middle of the ice cream, and poured on the Hershey's and Wegmans whipped cream. I sat on the recliner, and for an hour, ate my big ass sundae, which will coincidentally give me a big ass, and watched Most Extreme Elimination Challenge on Spike. God, what a pathetic evening for a pathetic life, not that my whole life is pathetic, just the current time.

A Little Ice Cream
Last night we took Hubby out for dinner for his birthday...to Don Pablos. So, of course we all had a bite of the hot apple pie and ice cream they bring you :-). Heidi was TOOO funny. She made a point of telling the waitress that it was his birthday...cuz she wanted him to have to wear the sombrero...LOL.

*hugs*

Check THIS out!

You ALL must see Pinky's new bio photo. You will be SOOOO jealous.

hey all. sorry it's been so long since i last posted, but it has seriously been that long since i've had any ice cream (funny, that. my ICF remains the same. but that's a constant and nevermind. heh. i think leah should discount MY ICF fo the same reason she discounted alan's. )

anyway... remember how i told you guys i needed to find a good low carb ice cream because of my poor kid's blood sugar?

I FOUND IT!

Bryer's makes a brand called "carb smart". i bought the chocolate 'cause the kid was buggin' me. "mooooooooooom... we haven't had ice cream in foreeveeeeeeeerrrrr.." (ahh the lovely whine of an 11 year old. )

anyway it's pretty good. it's not so sweet that you feel like your teeth are going to rot out of your head with the next bite, but it has that good, "real cream" consistency that ice cream should have. you totally won't miss the sugar. and i can imagine the vanilla type flavor is even better than the chocolate. i will let you all know next week.

*hugs all around*

I thought I was just being clever and silly...

... when I came up with this little ICF system. But I see a definite corellation here.

When I first started this blog we had a combined ICF of 33.5. Keep in mind that I discounted Alan's ICF score because he is a guy, and guys are always 5 even when they're getting laid, so you have to remove that margin of error. Also, he wasn't a member when we started this little thing. With that in mind, our ICF was 33.5. And there was A WHOLE LOTTA ice cream eating and blogging going on! Today, we have a combined ICF of 28.0, and there is considerably less ice cream eating and blogging.

Also keep in mind that this ICF score became lower during the later summer months, still in ice cream season, so I must discount the change of season as a factor.

So, it seems to be true, not that this is any kind of a scientific poll or nuthin', but anecdotally it's true: the more good sex you get, the less ice cream you need to eat.

Can we talk about Indiscretion?

You know, those ads they had when this ice cream first came out were so provocative. And I'm all like...WOW! That's some sexy ice cream.

But then I went to buy some. And they have names like Midnight Rendezvous, Pure Surrender, and Spellbound. And may I just say "What the fuck????"

Those are scintillating names, indeed. Very noir. But what the eff is in them???? I'm sorry, I'm a little practical here. I need my ice cream to be very specific! I need it to tell me exactly what's in it! Chocolate Chunk Swirl. Swiss Chocolate Almond. Praline Butter Crunch. "Hidden Treasures" just reminds me of scooping out my cat litter box. When you're in the grocery store, you just don't have time to read the seductive descriptions of a dozen containers.

So I didn't! I dropped the container I was reading and went right for the B&J's New York Super Fudge Chunk. That's what I'm talking about. I just can't work that hard for my ice cream fix, you know what I'm saying?

Or is it just ME???

Ice Cream & Chick Flicks

Friday night I rented The Runaway Bride, much to Matt's chagrin, and settled down with some Indiscretion Ice Cream, Hidden Treasures flavor. The side of the ice cream container describes it as "creamy Mascarpone Cheese ice cream layered with tart marion blackberries, rich cheesecake spirals and flaky phyllo dough." The phyllo dough gave it a real interesting, almost rough texture. I'm not sure if I liked it. Plus, I'm not a big berry fan. I "suffered" through it though and will probably finish the whole thing before Thanksgiving!

The dark season is very dark, indeed

Alas, Abbott's in Webster is officially closed. *sigh*

But the one at Culver-Ridge stays open year 'round! AND, we gon' go to Brockport soon for a social with Jessica, just as soon as she tells me what's good!

Ice Cream....kinda
I was at work, and I noticed that we sold Ice Cream scented playdough. Of course I HAD to buy some for Heidi...LOL. Stawberry and vanilla in one package :-)

And an official TLIC Hippity Birthday wish...

Going out to Julia from Jamestown, who turned a whopping 27 yesterday! We raise our spoons to you, grrl!

Official TP welcome

I have added our dear TP's photo and bio to the blog. Go check him out!

OK, so where have I been? Where has the consumption of delicious, creamy treats gone? Well in the past 2 weeks, my sister and I consumed: 2 6 packs of polar bars, 2 banana splits with chocolate ice cream, 2 pumpkin shakes, one chocolate shake and one mint chocolate chip shake. That's more than 1 ice cream a day...umm...burp.

West Side Social, Part II

TP and I continued the unfinished social of last week. But we had a guest join us, who is somewhat of an expert in the field of adult entertainment. He's a friend of mine who came to see West Side Story. And he works in a law firm for an attorney who represents many porn companies on first amendment issues. So it was a VERY interesting juxtaposition when Alan and I were giggling like girls while holding the "Up My Butt Hard" video, and my friend would look at it and say "Now you wouldn't be able to show that video on the cable channels because of this and this and this".

In fact, the store we were at doesn't even technically classify as an adult shop because of the "60/40" Rule. 60% of the store is non-adult videos. When you walk in, you are in the "regular" video part, where you can rent "The Bridges of Madison County" or "Basket Case". But you have to go through the door to the back to get to the adult stuff. How 'bout that?

But my friend had the quote of the night when I picked up this vibrator that was called "My First Vibrator", whose color was called "Innocent White", and he said:

"That's the vibrator I gave my niece for her First Communion!"

Addendum: 10/20 - Alan found a photo of it for us!

West Side Story Social

Our beloved TP and I are doing West Side Story in N. Tonawanda (in the Buffalo area). I’ll reserve comment on this blog about that, instead moving right along to one of the ways he and I are making the best of it! What better way than to have our own mini-TLIC social?

There’s this great little diner across the street from the theater called Nestor’s. It cheesy and dirty and gross and it’s awesome. And they serve ice cream. So last Friday we decided to go get us some, then catch a little porn after. So we scarf down some dogs with everything, then move hurriedly to the ice cream.



Aren’t we cute?

While we’re adding calories to our already sugary diets (remember, there are muddy buddies in the pit!), we talk about what porn store to go to. And I’m saying, “It’s N. Tonawanda for god’s sake! There’s gotta be a porn store here!” And neither of us wants to go very far, because NT is in the middle of Nowheresville, NY. So I says, “Let’s ask someone!” And Alan says “NO WAY!” So we get a phone book. But where the hell do you find “porn store” in the phone book???

We try “adult”, “porn”, “novelty”, “news”, and who remembers what else. We find a listing under "news" that looks suspiciously promising! Right there on Main St. in N. Tonawanda. In our haste, I don’t even finish my ice cream!

So we hop in the car and go looking. And we drive and drive. And we can’t find it! So we decide to forget the whole thing, do better research, and continue this social on another day. Alan says he has this little magazine…which he brings in the next day! And it has many listings for the whole area. And sure enough the store we were looking for is listed in there. Hmmm…After some thinking, I realize that we had been driving on Main St. in Tonawanda, which is the adjacent city literally over the bridge from the theater, and that Main St. in N. Tonawanda is a different street, around the block on THIS side of the bridge. The street is, in fact, on the back side of the theater. Right where I’d been parking my car every damn day! So after the show I get in my car, and sure enough it’s like half a mile up the dang road, so close to Nestor’s you could SPIT there!

So that’s where we’re going tomorrow!

October.....
...and there is still a line at Abbott's in the middle of the day! LOL. I took my friend Robin to the beach on Monday, so of course I had to introduce her to Abbotts ice cream. She is from WI. We had an awesome weekend together. I had a waffle cone with vanilla and she had a Fudge Sundae.

We're on to something...

Check out this cover photo from Newsweek this past June. Notice what the woman is holding in her hand...

Related Topic

This isn't about ice cream, but it does concern the underlying theme of this blog, which is of course, sex.

I was listening to Dr. Joy Brown's radio show last night, and this 67 year old woman called and said "Doc, I need advice. My husband and I always had a good sex life, but 12 years ago I had a hysterectomy and lost alot of sensation for sex. So my husband decided we should use vibrators..."

And I say "huh?"

"...and the vibrators have worked very well. I can have ten orgasms."

And Dr. Joy says "In how much of a time period?"

And the lady says "Right at the end there. They just keep coming and coming!"

And Dr. Brown says, "YOU GO, GIRL!" And I think "This is a prank call."

So I'm driving and now I have this visual of some little old lady with a vibrator having multiple orgasms.

She says her doctor put her on some anti-anxiety meds. And I'm yelling at the radio now..."YOU HAVE NAUGHTY, DIRTY SEX AND MULTIPLE ORGASMS AND YOU NEED ANTI-ANXIETY MEDS????? You need to find a new fucking doctor!"

Her problem? Seems the meds have made it difficult for her to achieve orgasm and she feels like she's going to explode. So Dr. Joy says "Honey, do you masturbate?" And (now sit down) she says in her best little-old-lady voice "OH, I don't even know how to do that!"

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! And Dr. Joy says, "My dear, I think you can figure it out!"

Ice Cream Reminiscing

Since I haven't had ice cream in awhile I thought I'd share an ice cream memory I had today. While I was between the ages of 10 and 12 I went to a week-long Girl Scout Camp in the Dansville area each summer. You would sign up for a program that was geared toward an interest like water activities (fishing, swimming, canoeing, etc.) or horseback riding. Most of the days activities centered around your program, but there were chances to go off and do something else like arts and crafts. I often signed up to learn how to make ice cream because it involved eating the results. I remember signing up more than once in a week for this activity simply because homemade vanilla ice cream tasted incredible on a summer day. And it was definitely a departure from the camp food we were eating. Not that it was bad, but I don't think I need to explain why this was happiness!

I have laryngitis! Why is this good? Well, ice cream of course! My friend Ryan, being the great guy that he is, went to Wegmans and brought me back a box of those twin popsicles. I had a purple one last night, and my whole mouth was purple... =P ...Popsicles are a kind of ice cream, right?

PS - Nice ice cream factor, Maria... *evil grin*

OOOO I went to the comedy club on Saturday and had a toasted almond frozen drink containing, rum, amaretto, and ice cream. Yum Yum.

Public Service Announcement

Abbott's closes for the season October 26!

Pig

I had Abbott's ice cream yesterday, even though, well, frankly, I didn't need it.

And that's all I'm saying...

Cabbage Soup or Atkins?

Maybe we should turn this blog into a diet blog over the winter? We could be like Lena:

I've been a bad TLIC member...

I have not blogged 2 ice cream experiences! I had a hot fudge sundae and a pumkin shake. I plan on eating either a klondike bar tonight or some sort of ice cream thing that my neighbor gave me. She can't eat it because it has seeds in it (strawberry) so I threw them in the freezer! Yum! I tried the dress on that I have to wear to a wedding (I am a bridesmaid) and I really could loose 10-15 lbs to look fab in it. Wish me luck. I will have to start tomorrow! lol

Gay ice cream!!

So tonight, our GLBT group on campus had an ice cream social in the campus union. It was very cool... I got my roommate to come with me, and there were about 20-30 people there. There was ice cream and karaoke -- the makings of a great party. We all had vanilla with hot fudge and, of course, rainbow sprinkles.
:-)

It's up to youse.

So, I'm going to Canada for two weeks. So I don't think I'll get much computer or ice cream time. So, I hope you'll all continue posting about your ice cream moments, no matter how insignificant they may seem.

This Afternoon...

Me. Kelly. Abbott's. Yum.

No ice cream in this post...

We need a 30/99 blog. As in, a blog in which we blog our crazy public restroom experiences. I got the idea last night at Roxy's when I was in a stall where the door had no lock and I had to do a gymnast-like move to keep it closed while I went potty.

Just an idea.

Coupons

So glad to say that I am feeling better. I really want a t-shirt that says, "I survived the West Nile." I think I need a freaking support group.

On a more sarcastic note...

So I had this coupon. It said $3 off oil change at jiffy lube on an oil change. This is one of those places that you drive up and 5 guys come out of nowhere and go down the stairs underneath your car and are done in 5 minutes. So the guy comes over and says Ms. Constantino? I say yes? (I am the only one in the waiting room- because they've all found out what I am soon to discover) He shows me my air filter, (inner dialogue-- 'why the hell is this guy showing me this-- oh yes he's trying to rip me off) which looks just fine to me, I just bought the damn car! There are 41,000 mi on the damn thing and he's trying to change my air filter? Come on! So, I say, no that won't be necessary today-- mind you the guy that did the intake has already told me that every 30,000 mi I am supposed to change the transmission fluid. OK, so they are done in about 3.5 seconds and I go to the cash register to pay. He goes over the details of all the fabulous things they checked in the ridiculously short amount of time they spent with the car and then proceeds to tell me that it's $34.00! I am stuttering, scrambling for the coupon, with my mouth agape. But, but I have a coupon I pathetically stutter. OK, $31.00 is your total! I walk away in a stupor, dazed, my ego seriously hurt. I really thought they charged like $19.95. I was all ready with my $16, but alas, everything is 3x as much in Boulder.
I proceed to the gas station to see my Tibetan friend Shushil who always sells me lucky lottery tickets and skip the lotto today (I feel like I shouldn't press my luck) and buy the obligatory ice cream sandwich (for $3, but they are my favorite and I know that I am going to pay $3) for some solace. *slaps forehead in frustration* Yikes!

The Dog Days of Summer

So, last weekend we had this girls’ weekend at our friend Dee’s cottage. And it always involves lots of booze, and we read our tarot cards for the year, and we just generally bond more than one would think possible. But when the weekend is over, our final ritual is to go to Tom Wahl’s for burgers, because those girls don’t get Tom Wahl’s in Buffalo, and they love it. So after our burgers, we said, YO! Ice Cream! Yay!

So we ate. Even the dogs got in on the act.



Luca says “Yummy!”

Ethan likes ice cream, too.

This is why I like ice cream!
Char, Katie, Dee in the back.

So, down the road from Tom Wahl’s right there in the town of Avon is this other ice cream stand, and I HAD to take a picture of its perverted marquee, because it’s so, well, perfect for this blog!




Now is it just me, or is that girl totally humping that phallic cone? What marketing genius said, "Let's paint a picture of a small female child, and then have her straddle this humongous cone with a pink mushroom tip"?

I've been a bad girl!

My roommate and I were both PMS-ing so we decided to go to Wegmans and get some ice cream. Ben & Jerry's was two for six dollars... she got peanut butter chocolate and I got One Sweet Whirld - cookie dough and brownie swirled together. Ooh I was sooo bad... I ate half a carton in one sitting!! :-P

Weekends Are Bad for Diets!

Well, the "diet" from ice cream went out the window this weekend! I had a cappucino tartuffo at Trattatoria D'Abbruzzia (??) on E. Ridge Road in Irondequoit (in the same plaza as the Pizza Hut across from the I'ron Mall). It's basically a cappucino-flavoured ice cream with a fudge center with crushed hazelnuts on top. To die for! They have a chocolate version of it as well. That was Saturday. On Sunday, after dinner my mom whips out Eddy's mint chocolate chip ice cream for dessert. Much happiness in the mouth! And of course I had to break into my Indescretion Midnight Rendevous last night while watching "Serendipity" (again). At least I walked yesterday for exercise. I need to find a diet that doesn't restrict ice cream intake.

News and Updates

Number 1

Okay, so I was outta town all week in the studio, but I’m finally here to recount our lovely and spontaneous social with Pinky!

She was passing through town and called me last Sunday morning and said “I’ll be there in 2 hours!” So I called Cheryl and Mary Rose (Maria was outta town) in haste and we made plans to meet Pinky right off the Thruway. So we picked Abbott’s on Jefferson Rd. We all met up around 12:30 and gave introductions and hugs all around. We also met Pinky’s cutie beau, John, who graciously indulged all of our girly-girl, well, girlness.

Cheryl also brought the adorable Heidi who filled in for Maria smashingly, being that she got Vanilla with rainbow sprinkles! And we were all chatting and Pinky has this really cool book of photos and comments from all the trips she’s taken, and she had one from Buffalo last year when I opened for Don McLean. And I made a casual mention of what a “FUCKING ASSHOLE” Don McLean was, completely forgetting that little Heidi was RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME! Not used to kids, what can I say, but I was horrified and I looked at Heidi and her eyes were really big and her jaw dropped and I just kept apologizing to her and her mom. Can’t take me anywhere.

Anywho, it was awesome that Pinky was able to stop and meet everyone, and Cheryl took nice photos, which you can see
here. There’s a great shot of Mary Rose spilling ice cream all down her shirt. But the six-year-old didn’t spill a drop!

Pinky also sent me this photo of all of us:




Number 2-VERY IMPORTANT

Everyone please send a get-well e-mail to Colorado member Lisa who, believe it or not (I am NOT making this up) has West Nile Virus. Don’t post get-well’s here, because on top of recuperating she just started school and doesn’t have much blog time. Send e-mails here.

Number 3

Here’s a social we could crash!

So Goes the Ice Cream

I found a new line of ice cream that has proven quite delectable and has an amusing sales pitch. Indescretion. The flavours are different from the usual Ben & Jerry's and Eddy's (if you can call that "usual"!). I tried Spellbound and Midnight Rendevous the other night in a fit of PMS. It was the kind of fit that called for ice cream and bologna, but not at the same time. It's that sweet and salty thing. Anyway, it's on sale 2 for $6 at Wegman's this week (in Jamestown at least). A bit pricey but soooo worth it. That's my happy ice cream news.

Now the bad news. I might not be posting ice cream experiences as much on TLIC. After my mom measured me for my wedding dress this weekend, we discovered I went up a dress size since May (when she measured me for a bridesmaid dress). This obviously means that I need to cut back and get into some exercise plan that slims me down a little. I'll still post in comments and if I hear of social I can make it to, then of course all diets are off! In the meantime, I suppose my ICF will turn into an ICDF (Ice Cream Deficiency Factor)!

Sooooo much ice cream!!

So I went to Friendly's tonight with my roommate and a few friends, and we all got sundaes/milkshakes. THEN we came back to the dorm and found out that we had a floor meeting, at which we were given... free ice cream!! Woohoo!!!

Hi Goils

Instead of emailing the pics from today's impromptu social, I made a little web page out of them. You all can check them out HERE.

I'm sure our mistress of the tongue will make an official statement soon :-)

MUCHO ice cream at Brockport!!!!

Ahoy! It's been far too long... I'm a bit more settled at college now, and we just got the internet up. Just wanted to post to say:
1) Hi to everyone - I miss you all!
2) Happy belated b-day, Mary Rose!!!!
and
3) They have SO MUCH ice cream in the dining halls here!! Popsicles of every kind, soft-serve chocolate & vanilla, and once a week we have sundae night (ironically not on Sunday)!!!

Also, there's a Friendly's out here... *hint, hint*
:-P

PUMPKIN SHAKES! My first of the season, today I stopped at the evil Darilicious and got a pumpkin shake. They are to die for. Besides pistachio ice cream, these are DIVINE! Yesterday, Petie helped me eat a Big Wheel which is a HUGE ice cream sandwich. When I got home today I brought over one of them to the neighbor who has many ailments and is struggling, trying to get off of an addiction to morophine which her doctor got her on. She loved the ice cream. She said, if you are going to NY, you don't need the rest of the ice cream sandwiches in the freezer do you? Just like a little kid. So I ran home and got her the remaining wheel.

Although I am headed to New York, I am afraid I probably won't be able to get together for an ice cream with 'yall but I shall try to find time to get some pistachio if I can, to try to lighten the mood. A dear friends father passed away and my time will be spent mainly with her.

Double Entry!

Well, here we are, with another edition of ice cream social events. Today, however, there are two ice cream events to tell you of:

The Blackout Ice Cream Social

As some of you know, I was on my way to NYC the day the blackout hit. I stopped in New Paltz to stay with a friend overnight, before I had to be in NYC the following day. But there were no lights, so we hung around and lit candles and were entertained by my friend’s daughter, Mia. Later, though, we’d decided to make the most of this adventure by hitting the town’s center and seeing what was up. So we did, and what do we stumble upon? An oasis in the desert!


It was either this or dump it all in the garbage

So the four of us each got some ice cream treats, and the whole bill came out to six bucks. Such a deal!


Diane, Melinda, Mia, Leah

So there ya go! There’s always a silver cloud to each of life’s little inconveniences.


The Great Buffalo Ice Cream Social

As this was an official TLIC event, let us record the minutes properly:

Date: 8/22/03
Location: Sweet Tooth, Buffalo, NY
Present: Members Mary Rose, Maria, Cheryl, Julia, Leah. Non-members Alan, Matt, The Pugliese Family, Sonya
Agenda: Celebrate Mary Rose’s 25th birthday, eat ice cream, be depraved.

It was one of those moments when all the planets align just right, and everyone’s schedule coincides! We made the plans to celebrate Mary Rose’s big day in Buffalo, as it was the perfect central location for us all to meet! Julia and Matt came from Jamestown, the rest of the members came from Rochester, and we met up with Alan, a regular reader and commenter who lives in Buffalo. We all met up at Sweet Tooth around 7:30 and made our formal introductions, as most of us had not yet actually met Julia and her betrothed, Matt.

Upon our arrival, we Rochesterians decided we were FAMISHED and dashed quickly into Louie’s for some dogs and sweet potato fries:



After wolfing down our chow, we returned to the business at hand. Now Sweet Tooth is not just an ice cream parlor. They also have the most decadent pastries and cakes and such, as well as designer candies. And when the gang was inside looking at all the delicacies, a true crisis of conscience set in. It was a dilemma, a quandary, when many of us eyed the cheesecake and mousse torts and secretly wished for those instead of ice cream. I could see their internal struggle:



Sensing their angst, your benevolent dictator announced “Uh….ya know you don’t HAVE to eat ice cream!” All breathed a collective sigh of relief and headed for the cheesecake. I suggested that we could all get a piece of cake and have them slap on a scoop of ice cream. It was, after all, a birthday par-tay! Woo hoo!

So after much decision-making and waiting in line, we headed outside to enjoy our calories. Elmwood Ave. in Buffalo is the coolest place I’ve ever seen: Many neat shops and freaks of all kinds: we misfits actually fit. There are people of every kind in that neighborhood, so we people-watched and chatted, and the straight boys (Alan and Matt, in case you were wondering) were bonding. It was also the Buffalo Bike Blast weekend, so every 2.5 minutes a gang of Harley’s would rumble down the road. Much fun. When we all had assembled on the sidewalk with our goodies, we made a little sign and raised our deserts in honor of Indiana member, Pinky, whose birthday was Wednesday. Here’s our salute to you:


The sign says "Happy Birthday, Nina!"


A little while later my Buffalo family showed up!


Michelle, Marty and Dee, Jake in front.

Then Maria’s friend Sonya made an appearance! It was a big TLIC hootenanny and there was much rejoicing! (Yaaay…) By far this has been our largest social. So everyone was eating and chatting and bonding and gossiping and what-not, when tragedy struck!!! Oh, what a world! What’s the worst that could happen at an ice cream social? Read on at your own risk: discretion is advised.

Sonya’s scoop of ice cream fell right off the cone onto the ground.

[And when Maria gets off her butt, she has a photo of this gruesome sight, which I will post when she sends it to me (hint hint).]

But I must say she and the rest of us handled this tragedy with panache. Nobody screamed…uh...well, actually, I did, but everyone else held it together. Nonetheless, we all moved on. In fact, we got over it quickly enough to head right onto the next item on the agenda, the porn store du jour!

Today’s pick was the Village Books and News in Kenmore, NY. Such an innocuous, respectable name, isn’t it? And it was a first for us to have boys with us. And I’m sure a first for them to go into a porn store with a gang of girls, half of us lesbians.

Point of information: The Pugliese Family did not accompany us, as bringing their young children into such a place would probably not be considered good parenting. And Sonya didn’t come, because she had to go to work.

So on we went. And lucky us, it was 20% off for the ladies!! I’m amazed at how many adult stores offer discounts for women to draw us in. Like women normally would want to go to a place where perverted men are whacking off in the back. Yeah, such a safe environment for a woman. Anyhoo, we wandered about and made our usual silly comments. Alan is our new porn guru, as he not only knows about every store within Erie County, but also regaled us with his extensive knowledge of disgusting sex terminology. We love him. We must have spent a good hour in there, but finally made our purchases and left. As is customary, we never reveal who bought what. Torture me with nipple clamps if you want, I’ll never tell.

Outside of the store I made the announcement that I thought Alan should be honored with a TLIC membership and be crowned our T.P. (token penis). And while I didn’t make a formal motion, Cheryl seconded it. And while I didn’t formally call for acclamation, I heard no objections and unilaterally passed the un-motion. I have since formally sent Alan an invitation to become our 10th member.

And then we all had to say goodbye. Boo hoo. But before I officially end this transmission, lookie at the cool little clay sculpie that Maria made for Mary Rose:


It’s a little lion version of Mary Rose, a Leo, who likes to fish. I don’t know if you can see it, but the lion has a little strand of hair hanging down, just like Mary Rose’s!

And finally, I was told I HAD to post this photo, in honor of our missing Jessica, who headed off to college this weekend and could not join us. Let me say in my defense I had been up since 5:00 in the morning.


Usually Jessica falls asleep on the way home, but since she wasn’t here, I performed her duties admirably.

So there you have it!!! We had a fabulous time, and it was fun to meet Julia and Matt and to have the Buffalo gang join us, too. Until next time, ‘scream on!

Missing In Action

Yo, goils! Back in action after this past week of travel and mayhem. So to catch up, please everyone wish PINKY a happy belated birthday!!! Her birthday was Wednesday, and since she's taunted all of you to guess how old she is, go to her awesome website. Click on the "birthday" icon and go see the cool banner her pals made for her at work. Also, while you're there, do check out her fantastic artwork. Pinky is doing the artwork for "Pretty On Thursday".

Also, Mary Rose's birthday was yesterday, as you all know, since we're going to Buffalo to celebrate tonight. We'll raise a cone in Pinky's honor, too. We're all leaving Rochester around 6, and should get to Sweet Tooth by 7:30. Sweet Tooth is located on Elmwood Ave. at Hodge St. Something like 474 Elmwood Ave. Out-of-towners can make their usual calls to the cell phone of their choice.

I guess that's about all there is, right?

Buffalo Social
Leah is out of town with a dying cell battery, so she asked me to blog :-)

Everyone who is riding in the Ice Cream Mobile, should be at my house by 6pm tomorrow. If anyone wants to hang out and show up earlier...that's cool with me :-)

If you need directions, email me

Never get too old for Ice Cream...

OK, so everyone should go have an ice cream for my birthday...even though it was yesterday because I didn't get to have any. I think that I will hit B&J's this weekend in Lafayette...they have pistachio...Can anyone guess how old I am?

Ice Cream at Celebrate Erie

Even though it was raining and getting that damp, chilly feeling outside, I insisted on having a cone of Oreo ice cream from the Bruster's Ice Cream stand at Celebrate Erie. Heaven!!! Oh, I can't even begin to explain how wonderful it was to be able to eat quality ice cream from a vendor. Most places around Chautauqua County sell only Perry's. You have to drive to Fredonia to get Aldrich's homemade ice cream, and that's out of the way since there's nothing else to really do in Fredonia other than drink and eat.

My dessert after dinner at Papermoon (see my regular blog for link) was mango sorbet. Now, I know this isn't regular ice cream, but the flavour of the frozen mango was something to savour. I would compare it to a certain act of love in a non-"traditional" sense, if you catch my meaning *winkwink*

More Blackouts!!

Goils, Goils! I was in New Paltz the night of the outage, and by the time 9:00 rolled around, the town ice cream joint was selling it's ice cream at HALF PRICE!! So we all went down and glommed up some creamy goodness. I have pictures and everything, so I'll tell the complete story when I'm back.

Not ice cream related
I moved my blog to my server. In case any of you look at it occassionally, it's HERE now.

Hope everyone is having a groooovy day!

*hugs*

This is a test...

Of an idiot...trying to make a bold header...

Petie and Me shared a Klondike Bar...(Petie is my cat)

Well, I did have ice cream but forgot to post. I finally broke down and had an ice cream sandwhich while at work on Thursday. Then on Saturday, my bo brought over a polar bar. Today...after seeing a rendition of Oliver at the community theater (very cute) we went to the van (Johns moms van) and it wouldn't start. Silly me, decided to dress up (which I never do) and had on uncomfortable shoes and we had to walk a good distance. So I say lets walk half way to the Evil Darilicious and then John can go the rest of the way and go get his car! lol I had the typical banana, chocolate, pecan boston, while John got a chocolate shake and his mom got a large strawberry cone with a cherry on top! I am not going there again (until they have pumpkin shakes) cuz my stomach did not appreciate it very much...I think that they know I have it out for them and they are messing with my ice cream....

What, nobody's had ice cream for a week?

Okay, so looks like just about EVERYONE is coming to the Buffalo ice cream social for Mary Rose's 25th birthday! Woo hoo! Cheryl, Maria, me, Mary Rose... Julia is coming from Jamestown with her beau Matt (and we are gonna check him out so hard!), and my friend Shawn from Roch/Buff is coming, too, I think with her sweetie. And we're going to meet up with Alan and Ellen! We should go to Sweet Tooth, because it's the best section of town. And then we can decide what porn store to go to later. May I just say ALAN knows ALOT of them out there, ahem ahem...

I'll give you all the details when I work it out, but it seems that everyone can leave Rochester by 6:00 - we can arrive by 7:30. Cheryl has offered us to carpool in the mom-mobile - it can hold six. We should all just probably meet her at her house if that's okay with her. We'll work all that out... but mark your calendars and prepare for fun! Somebody bring a digital camera, okay?

As always, we'll have cell phones on for the out-of-towners who'd like to call in their ice cream socialness. WOO HOO!

You know, between this Blog and my Boyfriend, my waistline will never be the same. One large bowl of the remaining Edy's with like 1 CUP of hot fudge! Oh my gosh and yes pecans. I don't even like ice cream all that much (except for pistachio)!!!!! What's happening to me?????? Help! Help Me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


PMS.

..and lead us not into temptation...

Today I drove every single possible way around Canandaigua serving papers. I'm talking about 4 hours of driving here. And then I passed the Abbotts on 5 & 20. But it was in the middle of construction and on the other side of the street, and I was gonna do it but I didn't, because I was thinking I'll NEVER be skinny again if I keep eating ice cream. So I passed it and was proud. Then I passed Scoops. Twice. I almost stopped but didn't. Then, damn, had to pass that Abbott's again, but still perservered. On my last time around, I passed that goddman abbott's once more, and it was on MY side of the street. And I buckled. I'm a weak woman.

I don't know how The Lord ever dealt with the temptation he did and not succumb. Perhaps that's why he The Lord.

And it was chocolate almond, of course.

it was an ICE CREAM-Y weekend

my mother in law is just as big an ice cream freak as anyone here ( though i don't think her ICF is very high. she and daddy frighten me. heh. let's not go there...) so she invited the girls and i (and her crabby ass SON if he wasn't in a bitchy mood) to come down to the house and have ice cream. the girls and i were ALL OVER that idea, but the crab ass stayed home. turns out that two of my sisters in law (Jenny and Jessa) and my brother in law (wayne, married to jenny) and their little boys were over for ice cream too. so the kids take off to play while the rest of us are licking our bowls (not licking the bowl clean is ice cream sacrelidge in THAT house) and my sisters in law start talking about some sex show on cable. i dunno the name of the show though, cause my choice was internet access or cable TV. apparently i have my priorities straight dammit.

so my married sister in law starts talking about this guy who called in and wanted to know why everytime he ejaculated he crapped his pants... i never laughed so hard... especially after seeing the look on my mom's face. we usually have to explain this stuff to her. so imagine my surprise when she says, "well maybe they should just have sex on the toilet?"

jenny and jessica wound up WEARING my last mouthful of ice cream.

heh. and then last night i made up for it by eating too many bowls (THREE) of "milky way" candy bar ice cream. nothing like a sugar coma people. plus my ass will eventually be the size of dallas.

Our Next Social?

Hey! Mary Rose's birthday is August 21 and I happen to be in town...so...let's plan! Maybe on Friday night, the 22nd, we can all take a road trip to Buffalo? Mayhaps Julia can meet us up there, and Jessica will probably already be there, and Alan too! Oh, and even Frog, who comments once in awhile on this blog. We'd have to leave early enough, too, like 6-7 ish, or not. Whatever! Whaddya all think?

How SAD am I?

In a fit of depression, I made a special trip to Wegmans tonight. I bought some Breyers Vanilla Fudge, some hot fudge sauce, and some whipped cream.

I'm gonna got take a hot shower, make me some coooold ice cream, and then aimlessly surf the net awhile.

A Sunday night at it's finest...LOL

The Denny's Version of a Sundae

Matt, our friend, Richard; and I ended up at the Fredonia Denny's last night for dessert. I ordered the Oreo Sundae, Matt got the Oreo Blaster Shake, and Richard got a chocolate milkshake. The sundae wasn't bad since Denny's is now using "real" whipped cream (AKA not that cool whip crap) and hot fudge. The oreo chunks were plenty and the hot fudge wasn't just drizzled on top, it coated the entire inside of the dish. Much happiness! I also got to see Vicky, who I met via RDykes and hadn't seen in about two years. Poor girl seemed a bit overworked (was cooking a double shift at Denny's). But we all had ice cream with no negative effects! Huzzah to that!

I'm Baaaaaack

So I guess I should blog about my ice cream habits for the past week. Yes, I have gained weight in the past week or so. This bitch can eat. Let's see, one night we went to this place called The Lil Caboose. Apparently, per my mom, the joint was shaped like a caboose, but, fuck if I noticed. It was dark and I wanted ice cream. One track mind I tell you. I had some vanilla ice cream with caramel swirls in it (it had a cutesy name but I can't f'ing remember it) in a sugar cone, my mom had moose tracks or something, Poo had peppermint stick and Aunt Pat had a hot fudge sundae. Aunt Pat ALWAYS has a fucking hot fudge sundae. My sister is a bit lactose intolerant (I know! How SAD!!) so she skipped out on ice cream that night. We also had ice cream in P-Town at some Fudge Factory (I dissed B&J's because I can get that at home). Poo and I had coffee ice cream in a fudge-dipped sugar cone, and my sister and mom had that moose tracks crap again in a fudge-covered sugar cone and Aunt Pat had a hot fucking fudge sundae. The last time we had ice cream was at Blondies. I had vanilla soft serve in a sugar cone, my sister had rocky road, Poo had peppermint stick again, my mom had mint chocolate chip and Aunt Pat had... you guessed it... a hot fudge fucking sundae. Blondies was cool because there were these giant ice cream cones flanking the steps up to the joint. They were taller than me (I know that isn't saying much). I had my sister take my picture with one. I thought I would be all cool and pretend to be licking it, and actually fucking touched it with my tongue by accident. That was NASTY! Not like I actually tasted anything or like full-out licked it but still... I am not germ-friendly. Yuck.

Anyhow, this is off topic but can I just say that so many girls got the pretty waitress tip? We had several very cute Irish waitresses. I don't even like blondes as a rule but these were definitely exceptions. I should have taken pictures. Oh well. Speaking of girls, I have my personal ad up. I mention this because my picture with the giant ice cream cone is there so you could see it. And of course you could tell me if my ad sucks. I know it's sketchy to put an ad up but these are desperate times, my friends.

Since I've come back I went to Abbotts with Mary on Wednesday and had a vanilla cone with rainbow sprinkles (she had chocolate) and I also ate some Friendly's (from Top's in a box) White Chocolate Raspberry last night. Jesus, I need to get laid.

In spite of all this ice cream consumption, I would still like to try Java's for ice cream sometime. What's everyone's schedules like in the next couple of weeks? After it stops raining that is. Anyone want to go? We can pretend it's for my birthday. :)

Time to...er...sleep. Yeah.

Edy's Ice Cream 1.75 Qts, French Vanilla, Smuckers Microwavable Hot Fudge, 1/8 C. of Pecans...Ice Cream slightly soft. Need I say more?

Another Location for Socials
It's a little far, but we should take a trip to Batavia. There's a homemade candy/ice cream shop!! Can you imagine?? Chocolate AND ice cream in the same store!

Just an idea :-)

YOU GOILS WILL NOT BELIEVE THIS!!!!!!

Are you sitting? So, last night, after our horrible Suds show (see details here), we all go to the bar next to the theater to get HAMMERED!!!!! Maria and her sister came to see the show and hung with us. And we're all hanging around and sufficiently drunk and bored. So Maria, Erica, Lori, and I decide we're going to a porn shop. Woo hoo! So we go! And it's called Show World, and it's on NINE FOOT RD. (I am NOT making this up!), and guess what else we learned about it?

IT USED TO BE AN ICE CREAM CUSTARD STAND BEFORE IT WAS A PORN SHOP!

AAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

I swear to god. Here's a picture of the street sign and store sign, but it's really hard to read the street sign.

May I Be a Tad Lactose Intolerant?

After a hellish week at the Fair, Matt and our friend, Richard, took me out for dinner and then ice cream at Aldrich's on Route 60. Aldrich is a local dairy that makes homemade ice cream and has a little restaurant where you can eat this scrumptious ice cream. The interior hasn't changed in years, as testified by Matt who used to go there as a kid when his family made the weekly trip from Buffalo to Stockton to see his grandparents. I had cookies and cream ice cream, covered by marshmallow topping, topped with a form of cool whip (ewwww), and a cherry with a stem. Very tasty. My stomach disagreed shortly after. Thank god for immodium. I'm just hoping that my body isn't used to the heavy cream since we mostly drink Lactaid around here (Matt's really the intolerant one). So I may be joining Leah on this one?

Well, it finally happened.

I can't eat.

I'm am so upset about my cat that even though I'm starving, I can't eat anything. Ugh. So I went to visit Farris today and when I left I bawled my friggin' eyes out, like a little wimpy diaper-crapping baby. So, seeing as I haven't eaten anything all day, I do think I can muster the gumption to have an Abbott's ice cream. It goes down very easy, not like a (gag) hamburger or (ack) greasy french fries.

So that's what I'm going to do. Then I'm going back to Geneva to finish that last two shows of Suds.

CHECK IT OUT. In 1984 Reagan designated July as National Ice Cream Month and the third Sunday of the month as National Ice Cream Day...Did we space this?

Two In One Day!

Matt took me to Friendly's tonight for dinner after I got home from the Fair. I wasn't terribly hungry after eating my customary "Friendly Frank," but insisted on getting some kind of ice cream. I asked our waitress if they still made a kid size version of the Reece's Pieces sundae (was called "peanutty sundae" back in my childhood days), but I got a blank look. Then she said they could make it in a Happy Ending sundae size and asked if I wanted hot fudge with that. Confused, I answered yes. Well, I got a Happy Ending hot fudge sundae with a small container of Reece's Pieces to put on top. Not quite what I had in mind, but that was ok. I think my cravings have been satisfied for at least a week or two now.

An FYI, there is no more Rum Raison ice cream left in my freezer. No, no I didn't eat it. John did and that is ok.

I Got My Ice Cream!

I'm blogging to y'all from the County Fair to let you know I got my hot fudge sundae! I just finished it off before it all melted. The woman at the stand even gave me 50-cents off for being a Fair worker. Sure, it wasn't a Friendly's sundae, but any kind of ice cream would have done at this point *grins*

I've Been Bad. Very Bad

No, this isn't part two of those crazy Christians. I resisted the urge to get Friendly's tonight. I soooo desparately wanted a Reeces Pieces sundae, but I said "No! I will not let my waistband expand anymore!". Worse yet, my fiance (why can't he be an enabler???) gave me thumbs-up for my will power. The problem: you know what happens when you resist that which you most want. The want grows stronger until you cannot stand it any longer and then you'll read about some 20-something goil in the Southern Tier that tore apart the frozen food/ice cream section of a Wegmans in a late night rampage. The pictures wouldn't be pretty. Updates to follow.

My few pleasant Mt. Gretna (dont' go there) memories…

...which, of course, involved ice cream and several lesbians.

Mt. Gretna (stay away!) has an old fashioned ice cream shop right on site called the Jigger Shop. The Jigger is the name of their flagship sundae, a hot fudge sundae with chocolate sauce (Hershey’s, of course), and a crapload of marshmallow on it, topped with Jigger Nuts. It’s part of each worker's contract that they are not allowed to tell people what jigger nuts are, but it appears to be chopped bittersweet chocolate blended with some sort of nuts, and perhaps the slightest bit of coffee beans.

The menu

Inside the Jigger Shop. These girls take their job very seriously.

So the first weekend we were there, some of the girls went over to the jigger shop for some goods:


Erica, Shawn (lesbian #1) and Lori (lesbian #2) work that ice cream!

As does Melanie, who is eating a Jigger.

Later that week, hmmmm…perhaps even the same night, the band decided to go to Friendly’s in town (Lebanon, PA) for some food. Of course, we all got free Sundae’s with our orders:


I think we gave her the pretty waitress tip. Certainly she scores points for stage presence!

My beloved Nicky, drummer for Suds on this tour, has a hot fudge sundae.

The very adorable Heather, Suds pianist, has the very adorable Monster Sundae.

Frank gets his hot fudge sundae to go, because he is lactose intolerant. At first he wasn't going to get it at all, and I said "Are you mad? It's FREE ice cream! Get it to go and give it to somebody!" So he gave it to our Stage Manager, Lesli (lesbian #3):

Now, there were many other trips to Friendly’s and the Jigger shop, and more photos are coming, except that they are in other people’s cameras. There was the last week where the whole band and cast and stage manager went out to Friendly’s, and I took some great photos. Also, we had to sit in two booths, and remove the partition, and it was really bizarre how when the dude told us the table was ready and we could seat ourselves, all the lesbians went to one table, and the hets sat at the other. So much for desegregation.

You may also notice a lack of photos of your humble correspondent (lesbian #4). What can I say, I was busy archiving. But trust me, I ate PLENTY of ice cream, seeing as I couldn’t get laid, AND I was PMS-ing.

This photo was taken at the jigger shop, just to show how damn BIG the cone was. Check it out. It’s almost as big as her head!

And, as you may already know, I went to the Mother Ship. Yes, I went to Hershey’s Chocolate World! Woo hoo! And lookie what they had inside!

But I did not have any ice cream, seeing as I’d had a sundae for breakfast already that day.

And so, there ya have it! A short rendition of my ice cream moments at Mt. Gretna (avoid this place). When more photos become available, I shall blog as required!

Smooches!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

I SWEAR to god I'm not making this up. This is an actual Yahoo Group I found when doing a search on "ice cream".

Single Christians Seeking BDSM Spouse2. And there are almost 600 members! Here's what it says:

Are you a Conservative Christian Single in search of your life partner? Is your search COMPLICATED by the fact that you have "secret" desires? Desires that are not morally wrong, but are embarrasingly personal? Do you desire a mate who is into Spanking? BDSM? "Domistic Discipline?" I know these are things that we cannot bring up at the church ice cream social.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Fucking whackos. Just tie each other up and get over yourselves!

Heil, Leah!

Warning: This post contains explicit language because Mary Rose has a potty mouth

I really should be packing (ah, who the hell am I kidding? I won't pack until right before I leave tomorrow), but I feel the need to blog about my Friday ice cream for some reason. :) I was at work and my friend Jamie walked by and said, "There's Klondike bars on the table" (we have a little table where there is almost always some kind of food on). I said, "Oh, I haven't eaten lunch yet...." Then I had to go see Mary Rizzo (who, much like Mary Simon, I can't just call 'Mary' but must call 'Mary Rizzo,' much to her amusement) about a fax or something and she was eating one of them. I almost started drooling. One because I have a crush on Mary Rizzo (always the straight, older married women, I tell you) and two because for a Klondike bar that shit looked good. I was like, "Why the fuck am I caring that I haven't eaten lunch yet? Am I my fucking own mother or what? What the hell is wrong with me?" So I ran over to the table and there was a fabulous spread- I guess one of the vendors brought the ice cream in (I don't know what the hell that means but that's what I was told). I had no idea that Klondike bars came in that many varieties- there was of course vanilla and chocolate but there was also some peanut butter caramel kind and neapolitan (how the fuck do you spell that??) and something else. I snatched up one of the last two PB caramel kind and snuck into my mailroom to eat it. I was hiding because it was so good that I was sucking it off the aluminum package. Sad but true.

I'm off to the Cape tomorrow, and I know we will at least stop at the B&J's in P-town, and I'm sure that other ice cream will be had as well. I will blog about it upon my return. Miss me. I'll miss you.

THINKING ABOUT ICE CREAM....
Does that count? Ok so they got new vendors at work and one of the machines has ice cream. They have Dove bars, ice cream sandwiches and those cherry/strawberry ice cream bars with the little crunchy things all over the outside...what are those called? Well I really wanted an ice cream sandwich but didn't get one. I figure I won't be able to go all week without one but we will see when I break down. My bo left some ice cream in the fridge, and although that is definately fair game according to LZ it is Haagen Dazs Rum Raison. Now Haagen Dazs is a given but Rum Raison? Who the hell eats Rum Raison????? Oh and Leah, your dream may come true! I wasn't really an ice cream buff until I joined the blog. Now I eat ice cream at least once a week...the pounds are packin'.

And because I haven't wasted enough time today...

Scroll down the left side! I put a tag-board there! Woo hoo!

Coming Soon!

www.tastedlikeicecream.com! It's not up yet, but the name is reserved. We're talking big here, goils! We're talking the blog as it is now, and later, message boards, photo pages, and hell, maybe even a video clip of me singing that damn song. Whatever, the possibilities are endless. So when you come looking for this blog in the next few weeks and it's not there, you'll know where to look: www.tastedlikeicecream.com

Woo hoo!

Oh, yeah!! Almost forgot

Mary Rose, Cheryl, and I were at the Ithaca Women's Music Festival Saturday and we were talking about ice cream, and Mary Rose mentioned she'd had ice cream Friday night. And I'm all, I didn't see any posting about it, yo! And Mary Rose gets this look on her face and says "It was just last night! Chill, blog nazi!"

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Fucking Comments are history

Okay, I changed the comment company. The downside is that we've lost all the brilliant comments made since the inception of this silly yet entertaining blog. But hopefully this one will be more reliable. Because I LOVE YOU ALL. (And because I ain't got the freaking patience and was ready to start breaking things...)

IF THE FUCKING COMMENT BOX EVER WORKED...

i would say, i can NOTbelieve LZ and Mary Rose didn't get the Edy's. *gasps in shock* and Maria's gay sprinkles are okay, but i'd have gone for chocolate with gay sprinkles instead. :P

another thing i am learning to do... no laughing...is make CARB FREE (or low carb)ice cream. *sigh* took my oldest for her check up and discovered if i don't take care of it now, she will be type2 diabetic by the time she is in high school. i will not let that happen to my child. on the UPSIDE we get to make it with real cream, fruit, cocoa or chocolate...just no sugar. i will let you know how it turns out and if it's reallygood, i will post the recipies.

that is all for today kids!

see you soon!

Friends and Ice Cream

My old college buddy Diane was in town today to visit. She's a Chief Petty Officer in the Navy in the Music School. Hot shit, ya know. So we got some wings and beer at Richmond's, coffee at SPoT, then we headed over to Abbott's because I told her she HAS to try it! And Maria works nearby and I called her and she met us, and we ate ice cream and LAUGHED our asses off just because. Diane and I had the Chocolate Almond Custard and Maria had her usual Vanilla with gay sprinkles.

Meep!

Last night I had a dream that you all gained weight and got high cholesterol and you sued me, blaming it on this blog! Whew! Woke up in a clammy sweat! And I suppose it happened because yesterday Mary Rose and I left the Ithaca Women's Music Festival and I had to pee really bad, and pulled into the first place I saw. It happened to be a frozen custard stand serving Edy's. And we didn't get ANY! A downright scandal.

I would love to go to the fair but really can't make it! :0( So I went to Dairy Queen and had a chocolate shake with my chicken sandwhich and fries...

Pre-Ice Cream Posting

If any of you get an itching for an ice cream road trip out into the country, I'm at the Chautauqua County Fair all next week (Mon.-Sat., 1-7pm) in the County Government Tent. I'm totally anticipating eating all sorts of really bad things! Mmmmmm. Email me if you want details about getting there etc.

Abbbooottts

My bud from Indiana is here so I HAD to take her to Abbotts. We hung out at the beach awhile but we ended up going to the Abbott's on Ridge Rd. I had a vanilla waffle cone and Sarah had a Snickers Sundae. She agrees that ice cream was invented for those who are sexually deprived and she added the Snickers for the climax :-)....and afterwards she had three cigarettes...LOL.

Mooooooo

So on paydays, which are the 15th and last day of every month, we get to take an hour for lunch instead of 45 minutes. Woo fucking hoo! This morning I get an email from my fellow lesbo coworker Chris asking if I want to go get ice cream and go to the park on lunch. Um, yeah!!!! How fun! I usually eat lunch by myself in the lunch room if it is too hot or cold to eat in my car. I'm VERY social.

She shows me where the park is so that if I am going to be a loser and eat lunch by myself then I can at least go from the parking lot at work to the park. (By the way. if any of you ever get bored during the day and want to come have lunch with me, I'd be very glad of the company!) Then we go to the ice cream place. I believe it is called The Big Moo. We each got a kiddie cone for $1.39 (she got mint chocolate chip and I got coffee) and that shit was big! Three big scoops on the cone as well as all the ice cream packed in the cone. I couldn't even eat it all. Talk about value! Plus she paid. :) I told her about our ice cream social and she was jealous. She brought up a good point about ice cream substituting for sexual gratification though. She said that it really shouldn't count as a substitute unless you are eating it out of a cone. The whole licking thing is the most sensual part. I told her she was absolutely right and that I was going to blog it.

Anyhow, she managed to eat her cone and drive without making a mess. I, on the other hand, had nothing I had to be doing except eating my cone and I was covered with ice cream. It was all over my hand, face and lap. Chris was mocking me out, saying that it was like having ice cream with a 4 year old. Oh well. I never said I was graceful. Needless to say, the ice cream trip brightened my day. And I sure needed brightening.

Oh! Chris told me that there is an ice cream place on Manitou Road that is awesome- called something that is five letters long and starts with an L. And that Papa Jack's in the village of Victor is awesome too- and cheap. She is against Abbotts solely because she thinks they are a rip-off. So if anyone is ever up for making the trek out to either of those places with me let me know. I'm all for an ice cream adventure. :) I'd still like to check out Java's, too.

I also just have to say that even though there was ice cream at the pride picnic, none of the club members partook in eating any of it. Shame on us! We must repent.

Matt met me for lunch today and I decided I had to get an ice cream cone for dessert. The poor girl didn't have the muscle needed to scoop the ice cream out of the container, so my cone was kind of lopsided. So I immediately had a challenge in chowing down my Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream on sugar cone dessert. I almost immediately got some on my sweater sleeve as it dripped down. Then, a chunk fell onto the carpet in the Board of Election office (where we stopped after eating). I had to quickly scoop that up and run to the bathroom to wash it down the drain. I was able to eat the rest of my cone without incident, but it was a challenge. It was still good to have ice cream!

Alrighty, so I was talking to Leah last night on the phone and all of a sudden the woman starts having a seizure! Ok not a real seizure, but she was very excited. The little gemi rising was multi-tasking and watching X-files. Dana Scully was eating an ice cream! I was instructed to blog immediately on her behalf. More details to follow...

I forgot! Saturday after a full 18 holes of golf and a steak dinner and pie even...later that evening...I had...a hotfudgesundaewithwhippedcreamandpecans...of course.

Ice Cream Town, USA

You just won't believe it. I'm at the Mt. Gretna theater right now, 20 minutes before a show. And I had to tell you about this little place. Well, I'll talk all about this quaint, self-contained quasi-Chatauqua hell on my other site, but I wanted to tell you about the ICE CREAM PARLOR, that's right here on the land. It's called Jiggers, and it's about a 5 minute walk from my house. And they have all sorts of yummy ice cream sundaes and such. One would think I've been there every day, but I've only been there twice. Nobody likes a fat folksinger, remember. There's also a Friendly's in the nearby town of Lebanon. AND, I'm literally a 15 minute drive from Hershey, PA. I'm going there on Sundae- I mean Sunday.

My digital camera decided to stop working, so I bought a one-time use camera (Kodak, of course) and I've taken photos of cast members and band members eating ice cream at Jiggers and Friendly's, and will snap many at Hershey, as well. Perhaps I should start a chocolate website.... I'll post those pics when I get back home.

Anyway, today I had ice cream for dinner. I had a Jigger, which is ice cream with chocolate sauce, marshmallow sauce and Jigger nuts. But I don't like marshmallow, so I had whipped cream. And they're not allowed to tell anyone what jigger nuts are, but it tastes like bittersweet chocolate and nuts blended together, with perhaps a slight hint of coffee or espresso bean. And Nicky, my drummer, had a Jigger, too. And the cute adorable little jailbait girl who was making the jigger had just started working there today, and it was her FIRST Jigger. So Nicky popped her Jigger cherry, so to speak. I got her second Jigger. Sloppy seconds, I guess that's the best I can do.

And Nicky and I got a gig too. We're playing at the Allen Theater and Coffeehouse on Monday in Annville, PA. I got an hour set. Woo hoo!

See ya soon!

PS: I do believe Jessica and Maria have a little Jessica birthday ice cream to blog about???? Happy belated birthday to Jessica. She turned 18 yesterday!

More Info than you ever wanted to know about Ice Cream...

Ice Cream, popular frozen food made of milk, cream, sugar, and flavoring. Ice cream probably originated in China around 2000 bc. It was first made in Italy in the 17th century and appeared in the United States in the early 18th century. The U.S. ice-cream manufacturing industry began in 1851.

Early production methods consisted of placing the ingredients in a metal container, surrounded by a freezing mixture of ice and coarse salt, and mixing them until smooth
. In modern plants the basic ingredients, plus gelatin, used as a stabilizer to give the product a smooth consistency, are poured into a tank, where they are mixed and pasteurized. The mixture is then homogenized to break up particles of butterfat, cooled, piped to a freezing tank, and beaten until smooth; at this stage nuts or fruits are sometimes added. The ice cream emerges from the freezing tank partially frozen and is packed into containers that are stored in a refrigerated room until hard.

Several forms of ice cream are made. French ice cream is ice cream enriched with egg yolks; parfait and mousse are ice-cream preparations that have not been beaten during the freezing process; biscuit tortoni is a rich ice cream sprinkled with powdered almonds or macaroons; and spumoni is a mousselike ice cream to which fruits and nuts have been added. Soft ice cream, made of the same ingredients as ordinary ice cream, is sold as it comes from the freezer before hardening. Ice milk, made from milk with four percent butterfat, is also sold before hardening. Frozen custard—soft ice cream with eggs added—is cooked to a custard before freezing.

I did it.

Bad girl. I wasn't gonna have Abbott's but I had to. And then I was just gonna have a little ol' innocent small cone. But instead I had a BROWNIE HOT FUDGE SUNDAE WITH ALMONDS AND WHIPPED CREAM, LARGE!

Good lord.

Listen, I'm on the road all July, so please, y'all go have some ice cream with each other. It's July, for god's sake. Have a scoop in my honor! Bye!

While you all are out watching the fireworks I thought I would blog about my latest ice cream jaunt. Wednesday night I was watching "Dancing at the Blue Iguana" or some shit, waiting for my Red Baron Deep Dish pizza to cook when the phone rang. Normally I don't answer anything that doesn't give me info on my caller ID but for some reason I did and it was Maria! She asked what I was doing and I said I was going to be eating dinner around 7:17. So she said, wanna get dessert afterwards? And of course I said, um, yeah! And so we made plans to meet at Maria's favorite Friendly's at 8:15.

We get to Friendly's and while we are waiting for a table Maria is telling me which waitress got a hair cut and which one dyed her hair. Which I found slightly disturbing. But I got over it and we stopped gabbing long enough to order. Maria refused to tell me what she was going to get and made me order first so that I wouldn't copy her (I have no idea why she would have though I would!). She got a Caramel Fudge Blast and I got a Swiss Almond something or other. Neither of us could finish them. But Maria was able to tie her cherry stem in a knot while I couldn't (my tongue is way out of practice... anyone want to help me get back up to par? :) ). We continued gabbing for a while and then felt bad about taking up the table so we went outside. We chatted for a while longer by my car and Maria helped me put LZ stickers on my rear window. I only had one sticker and I couldn't figure out where to put it because I like symmetry, so Maria gave me one she had in her car. We talked about the Pride Picnic coming up (anyone going?) and 'Annie' and friends we miss, among other things. Then we wrapped it up and went home. This bitch has to get up early. So thank you, Maria, for inviting me out. I'm always up for going out if you are bored and want some company and nobody that you like is around. That goes for all of y'all. Happy Fourth.

Sweet Leah was nice enough to let me take home a pint of Abbotts that we bought. Soooo, tonight I repeated our yummy strawberry treat...minus the hot fudge :-( we didn't have any.

Wasn't quite as yummy as it was sharing it with Leah tho :-D

Fresh Strawberries!

So Cheryl and I were hanging out yesterday, finishing up those last few Keith's she brought me from Canada and watching movies. We watched "Chopper Chicks in Zombie Town" and "The X-Files" movie. Cheryl brought a quart of fresh-picked strawberries that her mom had picked earlier that day. So after our pizza, which resembled the guts the zombies were eating on TV, we decided that Abbott's Vanilla custard would go beautifully with those berries.

We drove like maddogs to Abbott's and had to stand behind some ditzhead prozac wife who wore a size fucking zero, which about matched her IQ. We got our pint and speeded off home. First the ice cream, then the strawberries, cut all into bite-size pieces, then the HOT FUDGE I just happened to have in the fridge, and Cheryl even had the foresight to bring cool-whip! MMMMMMMMMMM. I shoulda put bananas and walnuts on 'em too, but I was delirious just thinking about them strawberries.

I Ate a Turtle

In between driving back from Albany and leaving Rochester for Jamestown, my parents, Matt, and I made a "quick" dinner stop at the Seabreeze Bill Gray's. My dessert was a chocolate turtle. I would have gotten vanilla but the very slow cashier told me they were out (even though she was told to look in the back and she seemed rather confused as to where "the back" may be). Anyway, I looked around to see if I would be lucky enough to spot any of you Goils, but no such luck. If you were there around 7pm tonight, then we missed each other by moments. Turtle was quite yummy even though I got some chocolate on my skirt. That's life.

Better Late than never

I forgot I needed to blog my Root beer float experience on the blog. I went to Gay Pride with my friends last Sunday and it was sooooo hot outside. They have this really annoying ticket system for the vendors wherein you have to purchase tickets in advance and then give them to the food stands as money. Now whoever planned this underhanded scam thought they were brilliant because inevitably you always end up with less tickets than you need to buy whatever you want so you have to either give them up or to someone else. HA HA, or so they thought!
It was sooo hot (like I said) and I was dying for some ice cream. The ice cream stand had a line that never ended and I really needed some instant gratification. Just when I was about to give up and faint I saw a glimmer of hope. There was a stand at the end of the parkway with a tiny little sign that said Root beer float 7 tickets. Now I don't even like root beer but I was desperate! I frantically dug in my pockets to find out how many tickets I had... 6! 1 short! I wanted to cry, 1 ticket away from the object of my concupiscence! I went over to the lady at the stand, quite distressed and told her my situation. After some pleading and with great kindness the fair lady relented and handed me over the best root beer float ever in life.

Just Checking In...

I, glutton for punishment that I am, babysat my two nephews yesterday from 8:45 am, until 5 o' clock. my nephews are 3 and 4 years old. (like 15 months apart i think...) ANYwhooo... after hauling ALL four kids with me to the bank and the grocery store ( i was the recipient of many a blue-haired stare) i decided we needed to celebrate the fact that no one DIED, and i did not comiit murder or suicide, with carton of chocolate and a carton of cotton candy ice cream. i think my 3 year old nephew has the right idea... his ice cream was gone, so he stuck his face in the bowl (like a dog) and licked it clean. he had a chocolate ring around his little face. looked really good with his little buzzed haircut.

btw...chocolate and cotton candy are a good flavor combination. ;)

Not Really Ice Cream

I wonder if I'm committing ice cream treason. Eddy's had those frozen whole fruit bars on sale at Weggies, so I bought the lemon and tangerine kinds since I love how lemon ice tastes on a real hot day. Real refreshing. Well, since I bought those, I probably won't be buying any ice cream for a bit since I don't go through frozen stuff to fast. Too much of it in my freezer usually equates freezer burn. Anyway, I made up for this by consuming my last bits of Ben & Jerry's natural vanilla and then started in on my Eddy's French Vanilla ice cream.

Just a quick little post to let you all know that my mommy and I went out for ice cream tonight, to celebrate the nice weather. I had vanilla with hot fudge & sprinkles (rainbow) and my mom had a hot fudge sundae.
:-)

Spontaneous Ice Cream

I'm in Buffalo today, hanging around until tomorrow when I can get my gas-leaking-hazmat-ready-to-explode car fixed. So today I drove around, defying the gods, hanging up posters of my gig next week all over town. So I was done and thought maybe I'll call my buddy El and see if she wants to have lunch. And I call and call, and her phone is busy. And I know her. She's online.

So I just drove to her dang house unannounced, and there she was, sitting at her computer at 3:00, still in her jammies, playing games. And I said, El, this is why I love you! You don't have a life either!!! Yaaaay! Maybe we should change this whole blog concept to "Sexy women who hang with their computers on Saturday nights". hmmmm.... but anyway, she got back at me for this snide comment, because she read my other blog where my mom almost caught me diddling myself, and she says "Dude, you're becoming George Costanza!" But I digress.

Anyway, I made her get dressed because it is SUCH A NICE DAY OUT and she lives right on the waterfront. And she says "I'll just take a PPF", and I'm all "What?". A PPF! Pussy, Pits and Feet bath. Oh! I call them "Whore baths". My friend calls 'em PTA's - pussy, tits, armpits. Either way, it's all good. I didn't shower today either. But I digress.

So we walk along Lake Erie into the Marina and we go to The Hatch, where you can get greazy food and such. Then we walked all the way down to the tower, then back up to the Hatch's Ice Cream division, where she got a raspberry cheesecake cone, and I got an arctic flurry with heath bar.

Road trip, anyone?

Anyone besides me think our next TLIC outing should be a road trip to Jamestown? Or at least to Buffalo, where Miss Julia can meet up with us? Any good porn stores in Jamestown? C'mon goils, let's pick a date!

Frozen Custard at the Igloo in Lafayette today. A small twist. John got a chocolate shake and of course got sick. (lactose intolerant but LOVES ice cream, poor guy).

We didn't even have to have ice cream if you know what I mean...nudge, nudge, wink, wink....! hee hee

Mea Culpa!

Your control-freak benevolent dictator must apologize for the grave delay in archiving the delightful celebration of Maria's birthday, and she begs forgiveness from you all. Of course, if you don't forgive her, she'll just delete you from the blog. It's good to be the queen-bitch!

Dateline: Friday, June 13, 2003 -- 11:00 p.m.
Event: Maria's Birthday (I'll let her tell you how old)
Location: Friendly's in Pittsford
In attendance: Maria(duh), Cheryl, Cheryl's Mom BJ, Mary Rose, Lynne, Jessica (who was also celebrating her last day of high school EVER!)

Everyone went to see Suds, The Musical at the theater, since I was playing gee-tar in the pit. After, we blow out of the theater and the opening night festivities of free wine, and head to Friendly's. We enter the Friendly's and it's jam packed. I ask for a child-free zone. What are kids doing up this late anyway? We sat for awhile, then our waitress, Rachele, came over to apologize, saying she and the other waitress weren't sure who's turn it was. Maria says "And you lost the coin toss, right?" Rachele is very nice and puts up with our incessant requests for all kinds of stupid shit.

Cheryl and her mom, BJ

As soon as we're seated, Maria, Jessica and Lynne grab the crayons and start coloring the little cute placemats with little bears eating ice cream on them. So much for a child-free zone! But they're all so adorable anyway. And Maria, being the excellent artist she is, colors magnificently, and even improvizes on the drawings a little. She is sitting there admiring her work when the waitress comes by and sets a 7-UP smack dab on the placemat, right on the bear's little butt. Maria lets out this very high-pitched gasp and her mouth gapes in horror! The waitress, concerned, says "What's the matter?" Maria is speechless and doesn't move. I tell the waitress "You put her wet drink on her artwork!" The waitress apologizes, and offers to bring her a new placemat. I tell her, "You can replace the mat but the artwork cannot be replaced! It's tantamount to spitting on the Mona Lisa!" She has a sense of humor, our Rachele, and she laughs, but is truly contrite. Our Gemini Maria is soon distracted by something else and quickly forgets her trauma.

Jessica and Lynne

At 11:23, Lisa (*dreamy sigh*) calls, and all the girls begin to make fun of me. Apparently my face flushes when Lisa calls. Hmm. They torture me mercilessly, and Lisa talks to Maria for awhile, while I try to regain my natural pasty color. Then Rachele comes by to take our orders. We all order food (except for Cheryl and BJ who ate earlier) because we're so damn hungry. I won't bore you with those details. Burgers, Fries, blah blah blah. So we'll skip to the ice cream part!

Cheryl: her usual - Caramel Fudge Blast
Maria - Lemon Merengue Sundae
Leah - Mud Pie Madness (basically a brownie sundae)
Lynne - Black Raspberry/Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Sundae with M&M's.
BJ - Hot Fudge with Chocolate Almond Chip Sundae
Mary Rose - orders the same as BJ. Mary Rose always gets what someone else gets.
Jessica - Hot Fudge Sundae with NO whipped cream.

We all give our cherries to Maria, so to speak. And she ties all the stems with her tongue!!

The stems in question

So we're eating and are appalled to see that Lynne's scoop of cookie dough ice cream was barely a spoonful. However there are no other complaints, and may I say that those are some of the best brownies I've ever tasted.

Mary Rose

So I'm nagging Maria to open her damn presents, and she won't. Like she's some Scorpio with a secret or something! Maybe just a little self-conscious? Maria doesn't like anyone to fuss over her. She surreptitiously opens a card though when no one is looking.

They say you're supposed to get sex on your birthday, so I guess she did, in a way. Anyway, Mary Rose gave her this cool Ice Cream Sandwich Maker, ice cream not included. I gave her the lamest gift ever, I ain't even gonna say. And Cheryl gave her this most beautiful necklace that she handmade herself:

The necklace Cheryl made for Maria. Don't let this image fool you with the amputated-looking hand. It's been edited for you to see both sides of the necklace's amulet. Isn't it beautiful?

So after about an hour goes by of our antics, our crude comments and my foul mouth and our general "not-for-public-consumption" disgusting humor, we notice the place is almost empty. I guess we cleared 'em out. You know a table full of mostly lesbians is an awesome event. (And those who aren't lesbians love to take part in our lesbian comments.) Poor Cheryl and her mom. Especially Cheryl. We need to find another nice straight girl to join the club so she can have someone to commiserate with.

So, now we're done. Well, what's a gang o' goils with high ICF's to do? Well, the usual of course. Hit the porn shop du jour. But we're a little not sure if BJ's gonna go for it. Can ya imagine, going to a porn shop with your mom? BJ was a good sport, she said what the hell! And off we went, to the big one on the west side. And we all agree, what a beautiful place it is! Very clean and neat and organized, no back alley giz-rooms, a cool black/white checkered floor. It was FABulous! Right away the guy in there says he needs to see Lynne and Jessica's ID. Lynne complies, but Jessica says she doesn't have her's with her. He says "how old is she" to all of us, and Jess chimes in, as confident as you please "I'm 18". He looks at all of us and says if you all say she's 18, then okay. We all say okay!

So, we all immediately head into the lingerie room first. Lots of nice stuff there that you have to be 100 pounds to wear. But nice to look at anyway. Then they have cute little things, like funny key chains and bumper stickers and temporary tattoes. BJ bought some tattooes for the grandkids! Then we head over to the magazine/video section and wander for a bit. Jessica is traumatized as usual by the freaky sex toys and walks around with her arms crossed the whole time.

Then we see it at the far end. A separate room called "The Male Room". All gay men stuff. Well, Mary Rose and I make a beeline for it! In we walk, and on opposite walls are video screens showing fag porn! So Mary Rose and I are like at a tennis match, looking to the left video, then to the right video, then the left, then the right! And we see tiny little cameras set up right under the screens, where the clerk can watch our expressions as we watch the videos! I think that was a little too much for some people who left the room. Well, actually, everyone left the room except me and Mary Rose. But we finally did, then Mary Rose was looking at harnesses and such and I was giving her quite a bit of information on them - quality, leather, types of hookups, sizes, good websites, etc. etc, and I think BJ was within earshot, and I'm sure she decided that, what with my mouth and sexual perversions, I am indeed the most vulgar person she's ever met. Which I am. I don't deny it.

So after awhile Cheryl and her mom left first, and the rest of us hung out for just a little while longer. We paid for our purchases (again, I will not tell who got what. There is a strict code of silence on this!) The guy at the checkout heard that it was Maria's birthday and he gave her a gum ball. The kind with dirty little phrases on it. I think her's said "Muff diver". And he said he wished he could give her a little better gift from the store, but the powers that be were always watching the cameras and stuff. But he did tell us about Ladies Night at the store, where you can get a discount on Tuesdays! 'Course, ladies night at a porn store could be very scary, if you know what I mean. Anyway, he was a very nice and respectful guy. Not a lech like you'd expect at a store like this.

So that was our big event! Except to say that I drove Jessica home and Mary Rose to her car, which was nearby Jessica's house, and while we were saying our long chatterbox goodbyes, a cop pulled up behind us and shined his lights on us! That's because we were in front of a business, and we were kind of loitering in a running car. So the cop runs my plate, then comes up and says, "What's up, ladies?" And I explained that we had gone out and I was dropping my friend off at her car. And he says, "Oh, you're the designated driver?" And I said "Designated?! Nobody's been drinking! We're all hopped up on Ice Cream!" And he laughed and I said that we were doing a typical chatty-girl 20-minute goodbye. So he said to have a nice evening and to drive safely. He was really nice, and didn't even ask me for my license or anything. So we made haste out of there, and that was the real end to the evening!