Blue Bell is back, and I couldn't be happier. Having grown up on this creamy goodness, I just wasn't having all of these other brands. It's not the same, and you know it.
To show my appreciation, I've put together a list of reasons why I'm happy to have Blue Bell back:
It's just in time for my yearly hibernation.
Bikini bod, no more. It's all about those chunky sweaters for a reason, right?
If you can't find me, I'm hiding under my covers either eating Blue Bell, or wishing I was.
I have something to drown my sorrows in after that first TCU loss to OSU this weekend.
I hate to say it, but if we had to lose, I can admit that I'm happy that it happened after my freezer was stocked.
If I need an excuse to eat it (as if I really ever would), I'd blame it on this game.
It's something northerners don't understand, but love once they try it.
Seeing my friends from above the Mason-Dixon line sprint faster than me in Kroger is what dreams are made of.
It makes me want to have a dance party featuring the Backstreet Boys.
Because *Oh my gosh, we're back again.*
Is it original? Yeah.
Is it the only one? Yeah.
It is sexual? Okay, that might be a stretch, but I guess if the BBs say so...
Cake tastes better now.
Birthday parties just weren't the same with Dryers (no offense). (Okay, maybe some).
ALL the flavors.
Betcha can't have just one.
Netflix is better now.
Doesn't "Netflix & Chill" mean Netflix and Ice-cream?
It's so much better than other ice cream.
All I can ask for is a secret ingredient other than listeria.