This...this is what my husband came home with today. What. Whatthewhat!! Omg. I don't know what to do about this. Clearly he must like a round ball of goo for a wife. I will be the first one to admit that I have NO will power against a cupcake. None. Not a single drop. I can have a giant candy jar filled with jelly beans and walk past it 85 times a day without even the thought entering my mind of dipping my hand. But this lil beauty in my fridge all chilled right next to the fresh gallon of milk.
There are 6 of them. 3 like the one pictured...and 3 vanilla with white chocolate chips and coconut frosting. Seriously. I'm done. Damn him.
UPDATE: there are now only 5...and I feel ill...happily ill.
Update UPDATE: I still have not eaten the ice cream...thats gotta be worth some sort of prize right?