Life is full of ups & downs. And sometimes when you’re struggling with something, life opens up its little bag of goodies and throws you a bone…well; in my case…it wasn’t a bone BUT a creamy cup of Sweet Frog Frozen Yogurt. The first time I had it, I was elated because (surgically) speaking, I’m lactose intolerant. It’s usually very easy for me to stay away from most milk based foods & liquids…but with that first cup…I realized that I discovered my kryptonite. Premium Frozen Yogurt Shops. Yup. They look so Bright. So Colorful. So Happy. So Clean. I originally stopped in…just to take a peek and see if they had anything I could eat. I was instantly greeted by an immaculately dressed young man who had the biggest smile plastered on his face (I immediately thought of Children of the Corn) and I was actually too scared to NOT smile back. But fortunately for me, he turned out to be a very nice (and not really creepy) yogurt worker who even (bless his little heart) went over the nutrition facts with me. Aww. Anyway, I finally settled on three flavors which looked pretty safe (in terms of sugar & fat)…and added some sprinkles. My three flavors added up probably came out a little under a half of a cup (barely 4 ounces) and even though I knew I should technically stay away from milk & cream…I took a chance. I ate it…every delectable drop. And then I waited. I waited for the dumping (see above blog) to sneak up on me like a burglar in the night. I waited a lil bit longer…but nothing happened. What?! I couldn’t believe it! I didn’t dump. I mean my tummy got a tad bloated & I felt really full…but that was it…Hallelujah! I was in Heaven. So naturally, I went back numerous times…always getting the exact same thing every time…until…my @ss decided to get greedy one day. On that particular day, I took a lil more than my usual, I added a different flavor and added a spoonful of chopped strawberries. Not a good idea. I pushed my luck and I lost. My desire for more caused a glitch in the Matrix…which led to the sad break up between me and my delicious Cake Batter flavored frozen yogurt. I was heart-broken at first, but soon realized that I needed that experience to help remind me to be appreciative of what I do have and that having less is okay. So will we ever get back together again? I really don’t know. But if we do though, we will take it slow, one sprinkle at a time.