I'm not a big fan of California, but once in a while we get weather that justifies the inflated mortgage prices, high taxes and "first to worst" public schools. This weekend was one of those weekends.
Ella and I spent some Mom/daughter time getting manis/pedis. After having worn flip-flops for the past 2 weeks, my feet were an absolute disaster so I paid the extra $7.00 for callous removal. This is when they bust out the dremel tool, known for its ability to carve stone, rocks, glass, granite and...nasty feet... and when they're done, they proudly show you all of the skin they have removed.
Yes, thank you. I know I'm gross.
With our newly pampered tootsies, we decided to hit up 7-11 and try out their sugar-free slurpee.
Disclaimer: I'm going to completely ignore the need to defend why I choose to give my child the sugar-free sucralose version versus the full-sugar High Fructose Corn Syrup version. If you're of the opposite opinion, please don't judge me. Or go ahead and judge me, but do so within the silence of your head.
Here's the kicker: Ella has never, in her 7 years on this earth, had a 7-11 slurpee. I know. What kind of Mom am I?? So I suppose it was time.
There are 2 sugar-free flavors: Mango and Strawberry Banana. Lucky for us, Strawberry Banana was the flavor of the day. Nutritional info says 8 CHO in an 8 oz serving..and 5 grams of fiber...really? Fiber in a slurpee? Ella was in range at around 130 pre-slurpee so I dosed her 8 CHO for a 9oz serving and let her have at it.
"Mmm....it's good. Tingly on my tongue."
2 hours later she was sixty-something. Perhaps next time we'll try out the 12oz cup. I suppose we'll just have to keep going to 7-11 on a daily basis until we figure out the perfect insulin-to-slurpee ratio. Oh, the sacrifices we make in the name of science.