I usually treat myself to two things when M is gone overnight -- a yummy little dessert savored while watching something entertaining on TV/DVR. So, last night, I settled on the couch in my pjs, kids asleep, house clean(ish) and quiet, my yummy treat on a plate, getting ready to watch "Bones" on Fox. Instead I got a MLB playoff game (not even the Rays!) and a spoonful of petrified cheesecake in a pool of Smuckers strawberry jelly. Boo. Boohoo.
The kicker is I passed on the ice cream and opted for the cheesecake, a dessert I almost never eat, never crave, never think about, don't usually like. I should have got the mint chocolate chip ice cream.