Being An Adult is SO GREAT!

Okay, so that's not really true.

I mean, there are bills and alarm clocks and taxes and all that stuff. That's not so great.

But let me tell you the GREAT part about adulthood.

It's called ice cream for dinner.

It happened yesterday. Ryan and I had stinky days. Nothing major happened. Life didn't fall apart on us. But in all the history of days we've ever lived, yesterday wasn't our favorite.

We came home and even before we put our jackets on the hangers...we collapsed on Mo looking a little bit like this:

I told Ryan I could think of only one thing that would fix a day like that: ice cream.

His answer was every wife's dream: Let's go. I'll see if we have coupons.

In no time at all, we were in the car, coupons in hand, headed here:

Ryan was so excited, he started to pull into Burger King.

We got back on the right track and then he got so excited, he pulled into the car rental company. Whoopsie!

At last, we managed to find the right parking lot, and walked inside, trusty ice cream coupon in hand. We'd decided to have ice cream before dinner, because we were adults, and adults could decide to do things like that.

But as soon as we walked in and smelled the burgers we had a change of heart. Dinner first:

THEN it was time for ice cream.

While we waited, the guy at the next table left his food unattended while he went for a drink refill. I'd be lying if we said we didn't consider seconds:

But we remembered that adults are also RESPONSIBLE. :)

And at the end of the meal? The reward we'd waited to enjoy:

And no, he didn't eat them both. :)

Does it count that I got peanuts in mine for protein? Was that a good adult decision?

It made our hard day better - for sure.

Anyone else eat dessert for dinner on the icky days?