Monday, April 13, 2009


I believe in being prepared. Especially for emergencies. Like melt downs or extreme agitation and intense aggravation...caused by other people...affecting me.

And, so, I always keep a carton of ice cream for just such emergencies. Because there are times when nothing else will do. And if you find yourself in the midst of such extreme agitation and intense is just not safe for you to be driving in this state of mind. Nor should you be around other people to whom you may show an unkind attitude. This, then, is my current 'medication' of choice.
Just the one on the right...not the others. This fine, icy delight is just available certain times of the year...during Girl Scout Cookie Sales. I eagerly anticipate this event (along with the cookies)...and was excited when I was able to purchase a carton and hide it away. Just knowing it was there when I needed it was enough to calm most of my minor annoyances...I was saving it for a BIG TIME, UNCONTROLLABLE URGE TO PUT SOMEONE OUT OF MY MISERY!

I am just not able to go into details at this would be dangerous to my blood pressure. But, I was in desperate need for this calming goodness today. Going to the freezer...the one in the laundry room...the one no one uses...the one that has nothing in the freezer side...the one no one has any need to be looking in, I opened the door, knowing relief was a spoonful away.


Thinking I may have been out of my mind and inadvertently put it in a conspicuous place, I checked the freezer in the pantry. No, not there. Then, I checked in Alex's freezer. The boy does love a good bowl of ice cream. Not there! Then I checked the kitchen garbage cans...Alex's and the one in the kitchen. No empty cartons. Who ever STOLE my ice cream took care to eat the whole carton and destroy the evidence.

I am not a happy girl. Things have happened that have left me in a position I do not like to be in. And, let it be known...if the ones that put me in this position had just listened to me and followed my instructions...NONE OF THIS WOULD HAVE HAPPENED. But, they didn't listen...and now someone is going to have to suffer consequences...AND IT IS NOT GOING TO BE ME!

Yes, this was at least a 2 bowl kind of day...who am I kidding? It was a get a big spoon and eat it right out of the carton kind of day. But, I didn't...cause some one who cares not a whit about my feelings has stolen it right out from under my mouth! I had to make do with 2 mini didn't work. You need to slowly draw the ice cream off the spoon...into your mouth...roll it around in there...chew the large cookie pieces...and then let it slide down your throat...feeling all that coldness melting away your grief. didn't happen. Someone has some big 'splaining to do.


YaYa's Funhouse said...

ooooo....I am so glad I am not the guilty party. I totally understand those days. I also know how it feels when SOMEONE decides to TAKE what was yours without any consideration!!!
Hope you are able to chill-out before the guilty party is revealed.

nancygrayce said...

I know the need! And what happens in my mind when I find my "little helper" gone. Knowing someone else ate what I needed! O.K. it was usually me that ate it! I hope whatever urged this need works out o.k.!

LivingTheLife said...

Oh my! I pity the poor soul we has to fess up to this caper! DO you think, just by chance it could be the same dastardly dude who is also changing all of the clothing sizes in the latest fashion war... against the "thinly" challenged!!

OH...I can just imagine your despair upon opening that refrigerator door...eeeeh gads...and I'm with you on the whole one delicious spoonful at a time greatness...nothing compares...not even the drumstick (which by the way was my all time favorite as a child). I pray that the culprit comes clean...only after buying you some kind of rich, creamy smoothness to replace the purloined goodness of "said" freezers prior occupant!

Last week...was a 2 bucket week for me...I'm praying for you, sweety...I've been thinking about you all weekend...(((hugs))).


southerninspiration said...

Oh, pity the man who was the thief.......tsk, tsk.....this will be the LAST time they mess with mamma's ice cream.........


Melinda said...

Man what a bummer! In my house this is akin to someone drinking the last Pepsi. I've cut way back since being pregnant but sometimes I just need a cold glass of fizzy caffinated mood-lifting medication!!

Musicaljean said...

Oh yes! Been there, done that. In fact, I have been the one discovering my "fix" is all gone, and I have also been the one who ate all of someone else's fix. I hate to say in which instance there is a bigger stir in our household. It would make me look bad.

Keetha said...

My hidden medicine of choice is chocolate - - - hubby is GUILTY as charged of finding and eating my stash too. Makes me see RED. So I truly feel your pain!!!!