When I typed the title of this post, I accidentally typed "Fro You" and have decided that shall be my go-to insult for Shawna from now on. Fro you, Shawna!
Last night I was out on a slightly rain-soaked run, basking in the glory that is me not dying while running (woo!) when my running buddy looked towards a nearby building and said, "Oh look, frozen yogurt!"
My response: "SHAWNA WILL BE SO EXCITED, I MUST TELL HER IMMEDIATELY!"
You see, Shawna and I have been on a quest lately to discover a soft-serve frozen yogurt joint in our town. So far all we have come up with is Costco, where you can buy a vat of soft serve for $1.35. While this is indeed delicious, it is also far away from our house and probably too much fro yo to be good for a person.
So last night when I saw signs for a self-service fro yo place (with a gazillion topping choices) you can imagine my delight. It just says opening soon, but that's a step in the right direction!
Shawna and I are limited ourselves to twice per week, and only if we bicycle there and back. Unless one of us is on our period, and then we get an extra outing per week.
My pants are never going to fit, are they?
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
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So, visiting your blog was kind of like Christmas today. Somehow in the blog renovation I stopped following and lost the link on my blog list. I was like, "Wow, they haven't updated in forever..." but I have no room to say anything since I go six months without anything. Anyway, I'm glad you're still blogging and fro yo sounds delic.
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