Hubs and I recently had the occasion to be out for ice cream without the kiddos… a rare treat indeed. We decided to go to a local Maggie Moo’s, as we’d passed it a few times and the signage was inviting. I mean, who doesn’t want to visit a treatery?
Anywho, we walk into Maggie Moo’s and I immediately recognized the fact that calorie counting was out the window, I was in for a TREAT. Oh yah!
I ordered the Toffee Plunge… of course I didn’t NEED the chocolate and toffee dipped waffle cone with my ice cream, but you know what they say… if you are going to fall off the calorie counting wagon, make the bruising worth it! I honestly couldn’t even tell you what Hubs ordered, I was so enthralled with my own dessert.
I kid you not, my fat cells sang in sustained operatic arias as I ate this delectable treat.
It was SO worth the fall!
Now that I’ve hauled my hefty hiney back onto the wagon, I see mirages of Maggie Moo’s waiting for me in the land of met goals. Ahhhh (insert operatic aria here).
A girl can dream, right?
How do you splurge?
***Unsolicited post, unabashed adoration all my own***