I have to admit.
Tears began springing to my eyes. It wasn't that I felt I had to have it tonight. It was that I couldn't imagine not having it again for the season. I didn't want my last scoop to be my last scoop. I needed closure with my ice cream before we were separated for the next ten months. I held my breath and walked to her end cap, hoping for a display. I was greeted with three smiling (at least in my head) cartons of ice cream. I happily grabbed two of them and made my way to the front of the store. If I had any more room in my freezers, I would have bought all three.
I need help. You aren't supposed to cry over seasonal ice cream. It just really is that good. I think I might have an extra big bowl tonight!