Pray for me. I might need an intervention.
Lately, I have been freakin' addicted to the tasty goodness that is a Pop Ice frozen treat. It started a week or so ago with me going to the freezer lookin' for a sugar fix. All we had were what I formerly considered the most boring popcicle in the universe. Since there was nothing else, I took one anyway. A week and a half later, I am literally eating them by the fist full. The good news is they're super cheap. The bad news is I look like a filthy white trash pig sitting on the couch while devouring a "six-pack" of rainbow deliciousness. But the good news (or maybe bad news) is there's hardly anything to them. You could never get your belly full on Pop Ice (but I'm sure tryin'!).