Last night was Monday. Which means...BACHELOR IS ON!
As I'm sitting there soaking up the greatest girl drama ever, I had the BIGGEST craving.
Chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream!
Sadly, I didn't have any so I settled for plain ol' vanill. (abbreviating random words is cool now)
As I was standing at the counter, ferociously mashing my vanilla ice cream (wishing it was choc (another abrev) chip cookie dough) into a mushy slop, I was suddenly thrown into a very vivid memory. It was like I was just hanging out in Dumbledore's office and wondered over to the pensieve and stuck my head in.
I time traveled to when I was about 11 years old. My little sister/best bud and I had just finished doing the dishes, so we were allowed to have dessert. But dessert time to us meant "THE COOKIE DOUGH CHALLENGE!" Here are the rules:
1. Both challengers must finish the dishes from dinner and wipe down the counters.
2. Get your own bowl and spoon.
3. No scouting out and scooping which part of the carton you can see the most cookie dough. Punishment: Disqualification!
4. No biting cookie dough balls in half to make them count for more.
5. Whoever has the most cookie dough, not only gets to eat their own cookie dough balls, but also their opponent's cookie dough balls.
Almost every night, we would battle head to head. We'd savagely shovel our ice cream into our mouths and suck out the cookie dough and put them on our napkins. When we finished our ice cream, we'd both count up our cookie doughs and determine the winner. I realize we were pretty wierd and sick, but what little kid wouldn't want DOUBLE cookie doughs!? Let's get real here. Even if they were coated in another person's saliva.
More often than not, I took the trophy and was consuming all of Karlee's cookie dough. Sorry Kar. I'm just a natural at these types of things. What can I say?
1st Place Winner: Jessica Lakin
After reliving that glorious memory, I was left staring at my plain ol' ice cream wishing it had cookie dough AND wishing Karlee was there to take on another challenge. I was left questioning myself. Would I eat Karlee's germ coated cookie doughs if I won again? Would I not care just like when I was that naive little 11 year old? Could I do it?
YES!
Bring it on Kar Kar.
So sweet Jess! This made me cry! Happy tears, of course! Love U!
ReplyDeleteLove you Karen!!
ReplyDeleteYou would!
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