Well, hubby has been living a forced bachelor week ….. AGAIN… as my job tries to lead me towards a slow and painful death!
This is still me…..
And yes, I am waving the white flag since I can’t possibly keep up.
The post Labor Day “back-to-school” traffic has hit the NJ Parkway and when you add in continued rain, flooding and moronic drivers, I have been starting my day with 2+ hour commutes to my office (as hubby happily continues his 6 minute commute – BASTARD … uhm, ahhhh, I mean, I love you hubby!). And, one day this week, I was actually at my office until 11:00pm. Like I mentioned earlier… a slow and painful experience that has left hubby to fend for himself a few nights this week.
Rest assured that when I finally do make it home, I’m happy to listen to hubby’s daily challenges. So, in order to tide you over until I can write a true post, I’ll leave you with this
horrible, overwhelming, stressful , ridiculous challenge that hubby had to deal with just last night.
Hubby’s normal go-to ice cream choice is Neopolitan. This way he gets a couple of flavors but he doesn’t have to contend with other “stuff” contaminating his ice cream experience. And, by stuff I mean any sort of item you might normally find in ice cream (cookie dough, chocolate chips, peanut butter, candy etc… etc…). Remember the pizza contamination …. well, the same rule sort of applies to ice cream.
So, you can imagine my amazement as he sat on the couch eating Haagen Dazs “Caramel Cone” ice cream. I can’t imagine what possessed him to step out of his comfort zone but I do applaud his effort. That is, until I realized that he was trying to smooth it out to be flat after each bite (if this means nothing to you please read THIS post). It was at this moment that he turned to me and said….
“You know, it’s incredibly difficult to eat ice cream with stuff-in-it to be flat. I’ve been struggling with it for a while…. each time I take a bite and try to smooth it out to be flat, I hit a piece of cone, so I have to eat more. Then I try to smooth it again and then I hit more cone. I just don’t know how I’m going to be able to put this back in the freezer so that it’s completely flat. It’s completely frustrating me and it’s causing me stress.”
To which I replied (as I gouged my way through my Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough ice cream) …. “I can totally feel your pain… I mean, how could anyone imagine handling something so stressful. How about I help you with your ice cream and you go to work for me tomorrow…..”
And somehow, all by himself, he figured out how to solve his problem….. I guess sometimes life is all about perspective……..
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