Are You Hiding Something?
The last few days my wife and I have been both under the weather. We have miserable colds; runny nose, scratchy throat, fevery, colds. If that is not bad enough we each have a tooth problem and are on antibiotics while waiting to have a bad tooth removed.
Tonight I had to go down stairs for some more medication and I asked Mrs. C if she wanted anything.
“You may have trouble finding it, but I’d like a Creamsicle.”
“We have Creamsicles?”
“In the fridge; remove the pint of vanilla, lift up the frozen hamburgers, behind the frozen artichoke hearts you should find some Creamsicles.”
“How long have we had Creamsicles?”
“I don’t know.”
Once again, Mrs. C is hiding food from me. I am not a pig, I would never take more than my fair share of Creamsicles, but she hides them so she can have them all to herself.
I go downstairs, take all my medications and pull out the Jenga Puzzle hiding the Creamsicles. What the heck. I thought there would be maybe one or two bars left over from the summer…there was a whole box, with one missing!
I took out two bars because I love me some Creamsicles and put the box back. While I was shoving the box in its place I noticed that behind it was another box.
Ice Cream Sandwiches!!
I went back upstairs with the Creamsicles.
“I can’t believe you hid a whole box of Creamsicles from me!”
“What else are you hiding from me?”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes I’m sure.”
“How can you lie like that?”
“Yes, I saw the ice cream sandwiches behind the Creamsicles.”
“Oh yeah, I forgot!”
“You forgot! You never forget anything.”
“Well maybe I just sort of forgot.”
“Now who’s a JERK?”
“Because you’re making such a big deal out of a stupid Creamsicle.”
“And don’t throw the stick away, you know I save them.”
Tomorrow, when Mrs. C is at work, I’m going to have a Creamsicle and an ice cream sandwich for dessert.