I have a confession. I am cheating on you. You may (or may not) have noticed that I've not been around as often as I was last month. It's because I found a new obsession. Four words: Blue Cherry Frozen Yogurt. I've been known to follow cycles of obsessive behaviors which include but is not limited to reading, writing, blogging, and twittering (?) obsessively and now I must add to the list: eating at the frozen yogurt joint that just opened up and that I can see from my house. Its pink and blue neon lights seem to be flashing, "Tiffany! Come eat me!" every single day.
This new obsession has a wall of scrumptious frozen yogurt flavors complete with pull handle levers that I've thought about sticking my head under numerous times, but have refrained from doing so for fear of being escorted and blacklisted, never being allowed to enter the establishment again.
After filling your bowl to your heart's desire full of scrumptious frozen yogurts, there is a bar overflowing with fresh fruits (which I would never dare include on this "healthy" indulgence) and candies galore.
When I say that this is The Best Place Ever. I'm not kidding. At all.
Um. I do not know this guy. I googled person eating frozen yogurt and this picture along with many other interesting ones came up. Most of which appeared to have NOTHING to do with eating frozen yogurt. But I felt this guy did a great job of portraying how yummy the stuff really is. He just looks so happy about eating his fro-yo. Is it weird that I have a random guy on my blog? Probably so. It would be even weirder if he came across it by accident. (Oh no, I just started rambling...)
Well, I'm glad I had the chance to share. Thank you for allowing me to get that off my chest. Excuse me while I go peer out the window to the frozen yogurt sign luring me over.