Why God invented Ben & Jerry

Everything happens for a reason. At least that's what I was brought up to believe. Like the time when I was six and thought that I spelt rabbit wrongly in my spelling test, my mother convinced me that I was never meant to keep any rabbits. Alright, so no rabbits for me.

So I understand fully why God invented Ben & Jerry. It was meant to be the solutions for my ever so many moments. So many.

You have a promotion. Then there's Ben & Jerry.

Your father passed away. Then there's Ben & Jerry.

Your best friend's getting married. Then there's Ben & Jerry.

No dates on a saturday night? Then there's Ben & Jerry.

Some one send you flowers. Then there's Ben & Jerry.

Mom's not cooking tonight. Then there's Ben & Jerry.

Win a bet. Then there's Ben & Jerry.

Wake up on the wrong side on the bed. No worries, count on Ben & Jerry.

Lost a pound, time to celebrate. With Ben & Jerry of course.

Put on 2 pounds? Need to de-stress? Who else but with Ben & Jerry.

Ben, Jerry and I go a long time back. We were best buddies growing up. Well, we are still rather firm friends now. I know I can count on them for everything. And I thank God for inventing them.













There's always time for Ben & Jerry. Always.