Thank the Lord for Sea Salt Pretzel Caramel

I am playing hooky from a sorta session this evening. Between the lack of sleep, the energy involved in being around 559 new people all day, all the names and faces and wonderful people I have met, and a massive headache, I decided that I really needed a quick break to find some Tylenol and some quiet for my poor little introverted soul.

I left the hotel and took off up the road to the totally cool SuperTarget I saw yesterday. You see, we don't have SuperTargets near where I actually LIVE and that might be something for Target to do something about.

I wandered in, found the Tylenol, and as I was walking out the doors, I saw an angel. An angel in a red apron. An angel giving away ice cream. Whole pints of ice cream.

Cue the Hallelujah chorus.

I almost wept great big ol' crocodile tears when I had to tell her that I was at a conference and I didn't have a freezer. And when she leaned over and said, "There are spoons over there, you can just eat it on the way," I could've hugged her, but that would've taken too long.

Believe you me, I whipped over to the counter, grabbed a spoon, snatched that ice cream from the girl, and RAN before she could change her mind.

It was Sea Salt Pretzel Caramel and it was heavenly. Oh my word, it was heavenly. Salty and sweet, crunchy and creamy. Those fudge-covered pretzels. Words just can't describe it.

I sat in my car and *ate the whole pint*.

It was complete refreshment for my soul. I'm about to head back over to the conference and make all my new bloggy friends totally jealous :-)