Sunday, February 15, 2009

Someone call Wilford Brimley!

Jason wanted a milkshake today.

So we went to a local ice cream shop and he ordered a mint chocolate shake with extra chocolate chips.

It was approximately the size of my rear end which is, sadly, considerable.




I don't know how he's not puking, I really don't. Not that it wasn't tasty...I'm sure it was. But good Lord. That's a lot of sugar.

It was his birthday, though. I guess turning thirty-three deserves a milkshake.



And, you know, Type 2 diabetes.

8 comments:

BS said...

Jason - Hope you had a Minty Happy Birthday !

Gerbil said...

So does that mean Jason's milkshake brings Chick to the yard?

Gerbil said...

Oh wait... that didn't sound right at ALL. (embarrassed face.) Blame it on the benadryl. I was trying to be clever and funny. Epic fail.

As punishment I now have the song stuck in my head.

Bethany said...

Happy birthday, Jason!

Dawn~a~Bon said...

I was going to make a milkshake/yard question but Gerb beat me to it. Dang it! That milkshake does look goooood but yeah with the sugar. We were going to get milkshakes from Chik-Fil-A yesterday (which I am just realizing would not have worked out anyway since it was Sunday) until Kayla (the kid) informed us that they have 1,000 calories each. Talk about a buzz kill.

CPA Mom said...

well, happy belated birthday to Jason!!

dang, that's a big shake - just like Chick-fil-A's - Dawn is right - they are HUGE!

Lisa said...

Your man is NOT going to get DM2...God wouldn't do that to y'all. He likes you because y'all are all churchy and stuff. (and fabulous...all 4 of you).

SJ said...

Happy (belated) Birthday to Jason! Every good man needs a good milkshake every once in a while.....right?

And mint. GOOD CHOICE!