See This?

I have one of these. Jonathan and I bought it last weekend, we weren't really planning on it but it was the last one they had and we couldn't pass it up. But I'm pretty sure it's a product of Satan. Since we've had it it's been sitting on our kitchen counter laughing at me. It knows how many bowls of rich, creamy ice cream I'll be eating this summer. And it knows that I will never be able to work off all the calories. I'm doomed. Isn't it pretty?