Rockyyyyyyyyyyy Rooooooaaadddddd!!!
Let's see... when was it exactly??? hmm.....
It must have been about 2 weeks ago that I went to Costco with my mamasita and on the way back home, we stopped by Pak-n-Save (or as my dad likes to call it, Pay-n-Pak) to buy a few other items.
Now, each time I go to Pak-n-Save I have to buy doughnuts... lovely chocolate covered doughnuts.
So, I did.
But, along with the doughnuts, I also bought ice cream - mint chocolate chip (my fav) and coffee (for Cheddie, cuz she hates mint choco and i figured she'd like coffee, because, hey, who doesn't like coffee? well, apparently, cheddie).
Well, my family, the ravenous gluttons that we are, ate both cartons of ice cream in like a day, so my dad mentioned that he'd buy us some more.
Well, I called out at him to buy some rocky road ice cream, and no one could have imagined what would happen as a result.
Over the next 2 weeks, my dad would end up buying 15, yes, 15 cartons of rocky road ice cream!
Dreyers (3), Dreyers Slow Churned (2), Hagen Daas (3), Ben and Jerry's (3), Breyers (4)...
(I think I got the numbers right...)
Basically, he'd come home with 2-4 cartons of ice cream every couple of days and sing, "Rockyyyyyyyy Roooaaaaddd" as he placed them in the freezer.
There are currently 3 or 4 cartons in our freezer right now.
We've all told him to stop eating and buying it, but he just won't listen.
He blames me for his addiction.
He also blames me whenever he can't find any "rockies" - his word for "almonds."
One day, he said to me, "Jane, why doesn't this ice cream have any rockies?"
And I said, "I don't know. Did I make it?"
He replied, "No, you ate all the rockies. I seen you."
Now, this last statement of my father's was a outright lie.
Not only have I never, ever sat down and dug through the ice cream looking for "rockies," but my dad has never actually seen me eating ice cream either.
I usually eat it when he's as work or something.
He left me speechless... all I could do was laugh my head off.
Two things have resulted from this whole ordeal:
1) I eat an insane amount of ice cream everyday, and
2) I sometimes catch myself singing, "Rockyyyyyyyyyyyyy Roooaaaaaaaaaaaad!"
It must have been about 2 weeks ago that I went to Costco with my mamasita and on the way back home, we stopped by Pak-n-Save (or as my dad likes to call it, Pay-n-Pak) to buy a few other items.
Now, each time I go to Pak-n-Save I have to buy doughnuts... lovely chocolate covered doughnuts.
So, I did.
But, along with the doughnuts, I also bought ice cream - mint chocolate chip (my fav) and coffee (for Cheddie, cuz she hates mint choco and i figured she'd like coffee, because, hey, who doesn't like coffee? well, apparently, cheddie).
Well, my family, the ravenous gluttons that we are, ate both cartons of ice cream in like a day, so my dad mentioned that he'd buy us some more.
Well, I called out at him to buy some rocky road ice cream, and no one could have imagined what would happen as a result.
Over the next 2 weeks, my dad would end up buying 15, yes, 15 cartons of rocky road ice cream!
Dreyers (3), Dreyers Slow Churned (2), Hagen Daas (3), Ben and Jerry's (3), Breyers (4)...
(I think I got the numbers right...)
Basically, he'd come home with 2-4 cartons of ice cream every couple of days and sing, "Rockyyyyyyyy Roooaaaaddd" as he placed them in the freezer.
There are currently 3 or 4 cartons in our freezer right now.
We've all told him to stop eating and buying it, but he just won't listen.
He blames me for his addiction.
He also blames me whenever he can't find any "rockies" - his word for "almonds."
One day, he said to me, "Jane, why doesn't this ice cream have any rockies?"
And I said, "I don't know. Did I make it?"
He replied, "No, you ate all the rockies. I seen you."
Now, this last statement of my father's was a outright lie.
Not only have I never, ever sat down and dug through the ice cream looking for "rockies," but my dad has never actually seen me eating ice cream either.
I usually eat it when he's as work or something.
He left me speechless... all I could do was laugh my head off.
Two things have resulted from this whole ordeal:
1) I eat an insane amount of ice cream everyday, and
2) I sometimes catch myself singing, "Rockyyyyyyyyyyyyy Roooaaaaaaaaaaaad!"
posted by thecatcherintherice at 12:36 AM
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