Life is Better with a Pint of Vermont’s Finest

I am neither a doctor nor a therapist, yet people come to me with questions all the time. I can only assume the reason people believe I am full of wisdom is because of my excellent taste in ice cream. Only the best ice cream is good enough for me, and I am a firm believer that life is better with a pint of Vermont’s Finest, Ben & Jerry’s ice cream.

Inundated with questions, I decided it was high time I shared my wisdom with those seeking it. May these words of wisdom help improve your life.

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Calcium has nothing to do with it.

Salutations, readers! Welcome to Monday’s Listicles, a weekly creation started by Stasha at The Good Life.

Today, in honor of Valentine’s Day, Stasha is asking us to focus on love. Planning a love post for tomorrow, I had no intentions of participating today. However, my intentions changed due to a weekend blog post. The blogger mentioned something that stopped me in my tracks. This was the second time I was stopped in my tracks about the same topic, and I found  myself on a mission.

I’ll share the incredibly distracting post and tweet in a minute. First, though, I have a list share. You see, while searching, craving and dreaming, I realized this love list was unavoidable, and calcium has nothing to do with it. Continue reading “Calcium has nothing to do with it.”

The Lovin’ Spoonful(s)

While singing to myself, “Hot town, Summer in the city; Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty… ” My computer alerted me to a new email. Though I am sure I was busy doing something super important (other than singing, of course), I opened up my email to see who sent me a note.

The note was from my friend Tracy. The subject was “What is your favorite Ben & Jerry’s ice cream?”

An email about ice cream?! By all means, the super important something that had my attention seconds ago went to the back burner. I opened the email to find the subject line was the only information. Tracy had a simple question, and she didn’t feel the need to add anything to the body of the email. I appreciated her brevity, especially since ice cream was the subject. Continue reading “The Lovin’ Spoonful(s)”