Well, I found out recently that I am really, really annoying. Scott, bless his little heart, pointed it out to me when the family was ordering half-price shakes at Dylan's. Many of you probably already knew I was annoying, but Scott has been so blinded by love the past 20 years, he is just now noticing. Or he's been too smart to say anything until now.
The night before Scott and the girls left for New York, we had a big "final night with all of us together." We swam and then met my parents at Dylan's, where my annoyingness became apparent.
Xanthe: What kinds do they have?
Me: Chocolate, Kit Kat, Oreo, Butterfinger, marshmallow, strawberry, raspberry, peach...
Xanthe: I want marshmallow!
Me: No. That's gross. You can get caramel Oreo. That sounds good.
Me on the phone with my mom: I'm ordering now. What does Dad want?
Coco: He says chocolate.
Me: No, that's dumb. He likes nuts. I'll get him chocolate raspberry cashew.
Me: Scott, what are you getting?
Scott: Butterfinger.
Me: No, you can get two flavors. Get Kit Kat too. And get it with malt. I can't believe you wouldn't get it with malt.
Golda: I'm not going to get one.
Me: What? You have to. You're getting raspberry Oreo because remember how good it was last time?
I have two theories. One, I am on a no sugar diet. If I'm going to live vicariously through someone else's ice cream, they had darn well better get the right flavor.
Second theory: I am like a border collie. You know border collies need to herd, right? With some of my sheep going away, perhaps my shepherding instinct went into overdrive. Instead of nipping at their heels, however, I just decided what kind of shakes they were getting. It seems more sanitary.
In conclusion, instead of saying I'm annoying, let's say I'm a sheep dog on a major sugar crash. It just sounds better. Now, if everyone will sign a paper saying they promise to say I'm not annoying, I will kindly tell you what you want in your shake.
Earlier that day, I let Golda and Ruby go to Yogo for Toppings Tuesday, where you can get all the toppings you want for a dollar. Personally, I don't think either one of them got enough toppings, but what can you do?
The night before Scott and the girls left for New York, we had a big "final night with all of us together." We swam and then met my parents at Dylan's, where my annoyingness became apparent.
Xanthe: What kinds do they have?
Me: Chocolate, Kit Kat, Oreo, Butterfinger, marshmallow, strawberry, raspberry, peach...
Xanthe: I want marshmallow!
Me: No. That's gross. You can get caramel Oreo. That sounds good.
Me on the phone with my mom: I'm ordering now. What does Dad want?
Coco: He says chocolate.
Me: No, that's dumb. He likes nuts. I'll get him chocolate raspberry cashew.
Me: Scott, what are you getting?
Scott: Butterfinger.
Me: No, you can get two flavors. Get Kit Kat too. And get it with malt. I can't believe you wouldn't get it with malt.
Golda: I'm not going to get one.
Me: What? You have to. You're getting raspberry Oreo because remember how good it was last time?
I have two theories. One, I am on a no sugar diet. If I'm going to live vicariously through someone else's ice cream, they had darn well better get the right flavor.
Second theory: I am like a border collie. You know border collies need to herd, right? With some of my sheep going away, perhaps my shepherding instinct went into overdrive. Instead of nipping at their heels, however, I just decided what kind of shakes they were getting. It seems more sanitary.
In conclusion, instead of saying I'm annoying, let's say I'm a sheep dog on a major sugar crash. It just sounds better. Now, if everyone will sign a paper saying they promise to say I'm not annoying, I will kindly tell you what you want in your shake.
6 comments:
Funny.... Golda looks braceless? What a gorgeous girl(s).
I'll be the first to say "no" you are not annoying! Too funny, you just want everyone to be happy....and by helping them and herding them in the right direction they were probably very happy with the choices you helped them make...note the word, help, not annoyingly helped! Love the pictures!....Love ya!.....and then there are people like me who can never make up their mind about flavors so you would be very helpful to me! xo
You are NOT annoying! But that does come from one control freak to another. No wonder we are friends!
I am just now catching up on the posts. I love all the pool pics. They are all so cute. Can't wait to catch up in person.
Re. your blog on dancing and how it has been a positive aspect of your's and your daughters' lives, go to www.drippingwithpassion.blogspot.com. I think you'll enjoy her post.
You are not annoying. You are making sure that no one will make any mistakes...right?
Love the pictures...but they'd be more beautiful if you were in them!
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