** Attention Clemsongirl, do not read further. At least wait until Coach is home... **
The Scientist just came in from a run to the store for lightbulbs (of all things) and picked up some fancy beer (for me- he slums it) and (drum roll please)...
some Sicilian Pistachio Gelato.
A whole pound, in a cool, clear jar thingy.
If I were a diabetic, I would be putting myself into a sugar coma tonight.
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Forget the gelato. Popcorn!
Signed, her mother
Yeah, well. You deserve it. You're the best mom ever.
Really, I speaketh the truth.
:)
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