Decisions, Decisions - Life Is What You Make of It My usual routine - work and the gym on the way home... then had to stop for some groceries. I went to a Trader Joe's for my occasional fill of yuppie food (roasted hazelnuts are practically impossible to find elsewhere).  I pull into the parking lot, and there's this little ewok huddled in her car - maybe 150lb, but under 5' tall and equally wide - gorging on an ICE CREAM cone.  It's 20 degrees, there's a blizzard outside, and you need ice cream. Wasting gas with the motor running in a parking lot just so you can be warm enough to eat your ice cream. Oh the irony.  There's a reason why people are the size that they are.