I triple dog dare ya!

Here I am, sitting on my couch in the middle of July in South Carolina, thinking longingly about the move A Christmas Story (Madre de Dios! That movie is 20 years old now!). More specifically, I'm thinking of the scene in which Ralphie's friend sticks his tounge to the flag pole in the middle of December outside of Chicago.

Is it because I'm hot and am desperately in need of cooling off soI think of cold things to trick my mind into believing it's winter?

I wish.

I just fixed myself some ice cream (rainbow sherbert, actually) and when I went to lick the metal scoop of the excess before dropping it into the sink, my upper lip froze to the back of it. Unfortunately, I didn't realize it until I continued the licking motion and tore a few layers of skin off.

I'm such a geek :)

But did I let a tender, swollen, bleeding lip stop me from enjoying my rainbow sherbert? Absolutely not! I'm just glad no one else was home. I might have had to share it!