Janet and the kids picked me up from work tonight to take me home. On the way we dropped off one of the girls for a sleepover at her friends, and by the time we made it back the boy was asleep. That left Janet and Parker and I, and we were all hungry. Fortunately I'd just purchased a big container of Tin Lizzie ice cream the night before.
I grabbed the box out of the freezer, and I dished out a bowl for Parker, then started scooping away at my bowl. Janet was waiting patiently with her bowl.
I said "I think that's good enough for me...", and I was about to hand her the scoop, when I saw this beautiful golden vein of caramel glinting in the trench that I'd taken my last scoop from.
"Doops! Just a sec'" I said and I reached in to dig out the caramel vein.
Janet clenched her teeth and put her hands on her hips and said "Let me guess, you found a big vein of caramel in there that you didn't want me to get."
"It's not that I didn't want you to get it, I just wanted it really bad." and handed her the scoop.
"You're sooooo predictable." she said.
So now I'm going to put on my Darth Vader voice changer helmet and my spandex running tights and ask her who she was calling predictable.
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