This is getting expensive

This morning I stopped at Sonic for breakfast. Not because I was craving some greasy fast food. In fact, I wasn't even really hungry. But I wanted their ice. Lately, I have become obsessed with ice. I don't know why. My iron is fine. I am not at risk for anything else crazy pregnancy related. I just like ice. Crushed ice to be specific. So much so that I actually will fill a baggy with ice from the freezer, take it on to the deck and beat it with a rolling pin until it is crushed. Don't judge me.

Sonic has the best ice. Rabbit terd ice as Jeff and I like to refer to it.

But because I was too embarrassed to order just a larger ice water, extra ice, I ended up with french toast sticks too. Oh well it was worth it!