Friday, April 20, 2007

Fudge Ripple

I had a dream this morning that I was hanging out with Karrie. I think we were at her house. There was disco music playing, and we were eating ice cream. Fudge ripple and pink grapefruit. Not together, I don't think. The ice cream was in pint containers and apparently had come from Ikea, except it was like the kind they make at Cold Stone Creamery, where they mix all the stuff in.

Yeah, I have no explanations. I didn't eat ice cream last night nor did I read blogs before bed.


karrie said...

Sounds good to me! I've never had pink grapefruit icecream.

Can we hang at your house instead? I'm having one of those weeks where I need to escape.

Eden said...

Disco, Coldstone, Ikea and pink grapefruit? That wasn't Karrie. That was me ;)

Heather said...

Sure we can hang here, if you excuse my ugly-ass 1950's couch.

You come too, Eden :D

karrie said...

Speaking of pink grapefruit, Kat and I found great smelling pink grapefruit products at the Body Shop tonight.

So now we smell like