All Rileyed Up

If you’re like me, then you grew up thinking that the ice cream man was nothing short of THE MOST AMAZING PERSON ON EARTH.

However.

If you’re like me, then you are also aware of the damage to one’s bottom that too much ice cream can have. Case in point, my sister took this photo of me the other day:

Paging Sir Mix-a-Lot.

She took the picture because she thought it was cute that I was giving my son a piggy back ride. I looked at it and thought, um, okay… no more ice cream for me.

Conveniently, I received two coupons from Skinny Cow Ice Cream (courtesy of Mom Central) to sample their low-fat ice cream treats. They’re made with skim milk, hence the lower calories and fat content. My sister begrudgingly joined in with the taste-testing. And by begrudgingly, I mean not at all against her will.

So how did the taste test go? Well, you can tell Skinny Cow is using skim milk and not cream, but as Ron Burgundy once said, “And in no way is that depressing.”

Imagine your upcoming hot summer days. You’re sweating. The kids are red-faced and worn out from a day at the park or pool. You open the freezer and pull out the chocolate sandwich with vanilla ice cream treats and everyone cheers. You eat them outside. Your mouth instantly cools. Vanilla runs down your fingers and you feel them getting stickier by the second. Bits of the chocolate sandwich stick to your fingers tips and you pull them over the tops of your teeth to get those last bits of chocolate. Choose one of the following endings:

a) And then you get on the weight scale the following morning and think to yourself, why did I eat that ice cream sandwich?
b) And then you go about the rest of your day and the next morning repeat it all again, feeling very great about yourself.

If you answered B, you either have great self-confidence, a great exercise regimen, and you were eating Skinny Cow.

So go ahead, give Skinny Cow a chance (and, of course, great self-confidence and exercise regimens too).