The first attempt at a batch of home made sugar free ice cream is underway!
My wife did this. She is AMAZING!!
Tag: ice cream
Sugar Free Ice Cream
It is not homemade. It is sugar free though. We found a few brands during our sugar free ice cream research trip to the supermarket last weekend and this is my first taste.
It’s not bad. It’s probably not as good as the real thing, but it is good enough.
Today
It’s Sunday. What’s going on?
Recently I gave up on my idea of learning how to make sugar free ice cream at home. Somehow, my beloved bride Jennifer responded to me getting off the homemade ice cream wagon by jumping on the homemade ice cream wagon, which has pulled me back into the fray.
Earlier today we went to a grocery store to do some research. How much does stuff cost and how long does it last before it goes bad. We also found a few different brands of sugar free ice cream to try. You know, for ideas and stuff. We don’t have an ice cream maker at the moment, but we’re watching the web for sales. Come on, amazon (you effin’ psychos), let’s put that ice cream maker with the built in compressor on sale!
A few minutes from now I am going to head to my father’s place. He has an issue that requires frequently changing a bandage. My brother and sister and I are taking turns. It’s my turn today. He has stuff to do this afternoon so I am planning on popping in, changing the bandage, and popping out. I am taking a camera with me. There’s a spot near his place that I might stop at for a minute or two if I have the time. Fingers crossed.
After that I will come home and have dinner with the love of my life. After that? Band practice. After that? Come home and hang out with my Jen and then sleep. After that? Work in the office. Oh shit. Today’s Sunday. Crap.
Two Down, One to Go
Tuesday in the office? Check.
Wednesday in the office? Check.
Thursday in the office? Still to come.
I drove the 70+ miles to Foxborough this morning. I attended a couple of meetings, one of which was in person and the whole reason I made the commute. When it was over I packed up my stuff and drove home and finished the day here. Literally right here at this desk that I am sitting at as I type this masterpiece of a blog post right now.
Tomorrow might be different. The in person meeting I am driving the 70+ miles for runs from 12-2:00. Is that too late in the day for me to drive a little more than an hour to work from home for the last couple of hours of the day? I’m definitely not staying in Foxborough, but I could drive to my actual office building in Westwood and finish the day there. I don’t want to do that, but from a self guilt stand point that might be the way to go. I will see if I can bring myself to run the two options (home or Westwood) past my boss and see if he even cares which choice I make.
All of this means that I have one more day this week where I have to get up extremely early so that I can get my morning exercise in before I leave, and still leave early enough to drive the hour and a half it takes to get to where I need to be. It is stressing me out big time, but at least I should be back to one day in the office each week for the next few months. Come March though… mandatory two days. Shit.
Okay then, it’s 8:00pm. I finished dinner about half an hour ago. I am still feeling pretty full in my little tiny faux stomach gastric bypassed pouch. Today is supposed to be national ice cream day. I can’t eat real ice cream anymore, but I have a sugar free ice cream-esque thing in the freezer that I can have. That will allow me to get in on the ice creamy celebration, and it also has five grams of protein! Bonus!
I think I’ll watch an episode of Deep Space Nine and then see if I am hungry enough for a snack. I probably will be. What I should do is try to write some music, but I don’t think I have it in me tonight. It was a long day in what is amounting to a very long week.
I’ll survive… somehow… day by day.
Small Instacart Fail
We placed an order with Instacart today. It included a half gallon of ice cream.
mmmmm Ice cream.
Instacart delivered it without issue. Except that it was mostly melted. I’m guessing we weren’t their only stop tonight.
Noted for future reference.
Solar
Kimballs in Carlisle is solar powered.
Feel Better
After watching our poor car get towed away, we did something to try and cheer ourselves up. We called Larry and Nawal and went to Kimball’s in Carlisle, MA.
We haven’t partaken In years, but nothing has changed. It is still, without question:
The.
Best.
Ice Cream.
EVER!
And this branch has geese!
Inside the Red Head's Head 