Easy DIY Pineapple Cheesecake Pops

    We're on a ice pop kick here in this house thanks to our new Lebice popsicle molds. Liam's bestie and I wanted to create an easy no bake cheesecake recipe, and in doing so, we came up with these Pineapple Cheesecake Pops. They are FANTABULOUS!

Easy DIY Pineapple Cheesecake Pops

    Abs was showing me Musical.ly videos where people were creating no bake cheesecake from scratch. I saw what they were using and decided we should give it a go. It was super easy, and only took a few ingredients. The following recipe filled all six of our popsicle molds with just a teeny bit left over. If you double it, you should have plenty of filling to fill a premade graham cracker crust. So let's get started!

What You'll Need

• Popsicle Molds or Pre Made Crust (We used these ones from Lebice.)
• 1 package (8 ounces) of cream cheese
• 1 envelope of Knox Unflavored Gelatin
• 1/4 cup of sugar
• 1/2 cup boiling water
• 1/4 tsp vanilla
• 1/2 can of pineapple

Let's Get Mixing!

    First, start your water to boil. While that is heating up, combine your Knox and sugar in a bowl. Mix it well. Pour in your boiling water and stir until all of the Knox and sugar is dissolved. In a separate bowl, beat your cream cheese and vanilla. Next, gradually add in the gelatin mix. In a blender or food processor, blend up your pineapple, and then fold it into your cream cheese mix.

     Fill your popsicle molds evenly with the top edge. Now put on the bottoms, and place them in the freezer. In a few hours, you will have perfect pineapple cheesecake pops. For added bougie goodness, roll them in some crushed up graham crackers before serving. (If you're having a problem removing them from the mold, let them set a bit longer, then run them under hot water to release.)

    If you're filling a pie, just pour the mixture into the crust, and put it in the fridge until firm. That's it. That's all there is to this recipe, and it's divine! 

I Saw You Judging

To the gentleman man at the Sayre, Pa Walmart this evening.

I saw you.

First I saw you in the sporting goods section, boasting to all of your friends that “Not everyone is a real hunter! I’m sick of these fake guys around here. It’s pathetic.”

I shook my head as I walked away. I felt a bit sorry for you.

Why?

Because you seemed so judgmental of people that may not be a “real hunter.”

Because your life must be so mundane that you have nothing better to do, than to put down others for something so trivial.

Because you showed such disdain for someone that you don’t even know.

Not even twenty minutes later we were again exposed to your ignorance.

My family and I were at the end of the video game aisle. You were standing just across from us in the center of the main aisle.

I saw you

A very tall gentleman walked by.

He was dressed head to toe in camo, and had two other guys with him. They were talking a bit loudly, but no louder than everyone else in the store tonight.

Somehow I knew he was the person of whom you were talking about earlier.

I looked straight at you. At which time you made eye contact with me.

The smirk on your face and the shaking of your head said it all.

I normally shy away from eye contact, but I held your gaze.

I saw you attempt to speak to me, which is why I stopped looking you in the eye and instead shook my head. I had a pretty clear idea of what you wanted.

Your wife walked up to you and you loudly exclaimed, “Did you see those guys? Oh my God! People have no shame!”

At this point you probably heard me call you a “judgemental asshole.”

What did that man have to be ashamed of?

For shopping in Walmart, like YOU?

For wearing camo, like YOU?

For looking at stuff in the sporting goods section, like YOU?

For minding his own business and just going about his life? Unlike you.

Do you know who should be shamed?

YOU

For judging someone you don’t even know.

For trying to encourage others to join in on your pig headed ignorance.

For being what is wrong with our country.

Oh, and I saw you at the registers too.

When you were standing again with all of your friends, LOUDLY singing, I Touch Myself by the Divinyls.

And you know what?

The gentleman YOU were judging was right next to me in the checkout lane.

But guess what?

HE DIDN’T JUDGE YOU

He went about his life with his friends and made his purchases.

But I judge you. I normally wouldn't but since you feel it's okay then I wonder how being judged would make you feel.

Would you appreciate being called “a typical, middle aged, overweight, white guy that feels so badly about himself that he has to call out others to make himself feel better?”

I can’t imagine that deep down that would make you feel very good.

When I got into the car I asked my family if they saw you. They did.

My eleven year old son asked why you were being so mean to hunters.

I had to explain to him that just like the kids who bully him, adults do it too, which is where they learn it.

I had to explain to him that people in this world judge us without knowing us.

Now I’m not naive, I know you’ll never read this. My only hope is that someday, you are treated the way you behave.

Maybe then you’ll realize how nasty you are, and how people like you are the very people ruining this country.

Oh, and I hope you don’t have kids. We have enough bullies here.