I love Icees. They are the best thing to drink in the whole world. Lauren would like to put a soda fountain in the kitchen, but I say an Icee machine. She can always let the Icee melt. Lauren has come up with all sorts of reasons for me to have some number fewer than 4.4 Icees a month, and I have had to adapt. My first line of defense is to get them when she doesn’t know about it. So I always have an Icee on Bad Movie Night and when I fill up with gas. But when I fill up with gas I have to get one in a 32 once plastic cup, and Lauren can smell those a mile away (she thinks they end up in the Pacific Ocean, I point out that they are recyclable).
However, we have reached a detente of sorts. I can get Icees if I have a cup with me. So I always travel prepared. The cups are in the back seat. The straws are under the visor (in case you ever need one). I’m the only person who brings Wal*Mart cups into the Wal*Marts.