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My Blog Is Unlike Any Other Blog in that it is written by a strange & unusual woman who fancies herself a better writer than she lets on & something of a character to boot. Her wit & seemingly narcissistic trinkets of wisdom are full of comedic candor which come straight from her imaginary (but very real) friend Harvey, the 6'1 tall white rabbit who is also a Pooka, and a very good friend to Mr. Elwood P. Dowd, the person to whom credit must be given. He inspires the darling Chel to always (and almost to a fault) be herself. Charmed, I'm sure.

Being far more than a true credit to her sex, Michelle's presence in this world lends hope to the masses...unbeknownst to them. She is called to be The Caretaker, The Protector, The Warrior Princess in The Army Of Christ. She has the unique gift of SEEing and it has equipped her to handle whatever comes her way, be it national disasters or battling rogue spirits, she is the Chosen One. So give homage where it is so rightfully due and tread softly on her Blog...

Adieu, mon ami...































Thursday, February 10, 2011

Me, Myself & Ice-Cream

So yes, we ALL adore ice-cream. Its truly one of the greatest pleasures in the world. And you can't make the excuse that you are lactose intolerant as there are many versions of ice-cream now. Thanks to our vegan & allergic population, we have so many kinds of ice-cream to choose from. I LOVE Rice Dream ice-cream, made from rice-milk. There is also Soy Dream ice cream and many others that will please even the pickiest of palettes. So we have established ice-creams creamy yumminess. Its sweet, it fills you up and makes you feel like you are on top of the world (until your spoon hits the bottom of the pint).

So what could be better than a million flavors of ice-cream, all the time, everyday???

Um...how  about cavities? No one ever associates a root canal with excessive sweets, but I'm sure along the line, they were there, aiding the ruination of your teeth.

What about diabetes? Taking insulin twice a day is no fun. Trust me, I do it everyday. And taking oral medication along with it? Just so much fun! I can't wait to jam myself in the thigh with a needle tonight!

So what to make of my over-the-top sarcasm? Why am I ragging on one of Americas fave desserts of all time? Not to make an enemy of 31 Flavors, thats for sure. Dairy Queen is my BFF (when my blood glucose is low).

I'm merely using ice-cream to illustrate a point: Too much of anything is not good for us, even if that thing seems to be the epitome of goodness.

For instance...friends. Friends can sometimes be like ice-cream. Ok, hear me out.

You have maybe one or two good friends that you see occasionally. Thats cool. An occasional frozen treat is good for the soul. But lets say that you have a tendency to hang out with lots of friends at one time, often. Some are sweet, some are tart, and some are just way too decadent to be ingested on a regular basis. They are negative Nellys. They either are Eyore-Sad, moping about life, or they are infectious leeches who put you down, berate your parenting methods AND your kids, and generally are never happy for your achievements. Too many  scoops...too many pints...just plain old brain freeze. Not wanted or needed.

Either way, you find out pretty quickly that a little goes a long way. If you are eating too much ice-cream, you get sick. It no longer tastes good; just sticky & gooey and gives you a stomach-ache.

What to do, what to do?

Get a new dessert? Naw, there is nothing wrong with sweets. and there is nothing wrong with friends. Just make sure that you have the right ones and that they won't contaminate your system. And just remember...like ice-cream...you don't need a million friends. Just a few great ones that will add to the enjoyment in your life & full-fill your sweet tooth. Good friends. Good times. Great ice-cream. ;-)

~Sugarfree Chelly

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