Wednesday, May 01, 2013

We all scream for ice cream

You were asking me, "Why? Why do you like me? I don't understand. There isn't anything special about me."

Why?

Because you are like ice cream.

I know, I know; Just Another Metaphor on Just Another Mommy Blog, but bear with me here.

You are. You're ice cream. You're that treat that practically everybody loves, even if they are lactose intolerant. You're the dessert that I can never grow tired of. And I've tried. I have ABSOLUTELY eaten ice cream every day, for weeks and months on end, and still managed to crave MOREMOREMORE! More vanilla! More sprinkles on top! Just a tiny smidgen left at the bottom of the gallon? DAMNIT. But let me use my finger to scrape the chocolate and caramel bits from the corners because OH MY GOD I LOVE ICE CREAM.

I may not get to enjoy ice cream every day (and my thighs are grateful for this lack of calories), but I would, if I could. I would eat and eat and stuff my face and I would honestly, swear-to-God, never get tired of the way it tastes or smells or looks or makes me feel. If I were to develop an inability to eat dairy, it would break my heart, but my love and memory of my favorite frozen dessert would never fade away. I would always look on with a yearning smile as other people enjoyed the satisfaction that a small cone on a hot day can bring.

You are ice cream.

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