Living with a Popsicle addict can be a daunting task.

Let’s say you just bought two brand new boxes of Popsicles and you’re hankerin’ for a Lime Popsicle. Well, tough shit pal. The Popsicle Addict opened BOTH boxes on the way home, fished through all the Popsicles, and ate all the Lime ones. No soup Popsicles for you!

One night the Anonymous Mystery Popsicle Addict ate a huge pile of Popsicles on her lap. She was so cold afterward we had to turn up the heat in the apartment. In the middle of August.

And you better think twice about buying any food that might need to be frozen, like tasty pizzas or chicken or steak. Not because they are in any danger of being eaten by the Popsicle Addict, no. You see, the freezer only has so much room. And she must have enough room for the Popsicles. Popsicles take priority, you see.

It’s not so bad, I guess. I no longer have to cook for the Anonymous Mystery Popsicle Addict. Popsicles are all she eats.

Now that’s dedication.