Out For Ice Cream

16 Jun 2009 1 Comment

by katearch1978 in Uncategorized

After dinner tonight I thought it would be nice to take the kids and go get ice cream.  Fiance and Shelby decided to stay home with the dogs while Clayton and I ventured out in search of the yummy Blizzard-y goodness housed at the local DQ.

Before we got to our destination, my dad called and I got all distracted with the conversation I was having with him. Before I realized it we were at the library.

Now, the library is good.  But it doesn’t have Blizzard-y goodness. But it did have my mom that I needed to talk to.

Forty-five minutes later we were on our way back to DQ. Only now the drive-thru line is all the way out to the street and most of the parking places were taken.  Clayton and I ‘created’ a space and decided just to stand in line. Apparently there is nothing else to do in Bartonville on a week night except get ice cream.

The guy in front of me had commented that same observation and we had a nice chuckle.  Then as an aside he says:

“Well unless you have your dealer on speed dial or plan to drink all night.”

I’m thinking….What?!? Do you see my 7-year-old standing here?  But I decide to go along with it.

So is that something prevalent around here now?  I grew up here but only recently moved back.  It’s been 10 years since I have been here and I know things have changed. But I didn’t think it was like that.

(sputtering) “Oh well…I guess it’s just in who you know.”

Yes…interesting conversation.  Thanks for sharing.

About that time, an SUV pulls away from the drive-thru window as I happened to look that direction.  I noticed the guy driving to be the boy that I had a HUGE crush on in junior high.  I kind of chuckled at the memory but not quiet enough for Clayton not to notice.

“Who was that?”

Thinking the guy and his family were driving away I decide just to explain it to Clayton.  What else were we going to talk about while in line…who his pot dealer is?

Oh, that guy driving that SUV was the boy that I had a huge crush on in junior high.  I haven’t seen him in years.  He’s still pretty cute.

Being the dorky mom that I am, I added in a dramatic sigh and a wink to let him know I was joking.

“Oh, you mean that guy that is walking up behind you right now?  The tall one in the red tee-shirt?  You mean that guy?”(as he is so obviously pointing him out)

I turn my head and Clayton wasn’t kidding.  The guy was right behind me.  There was something wrong with his order. Thanks, Clay. That’s not embarrassing at all!

(with a wild look of mischief on his face) “Mom, I am so going to tell him that you like him.”

I suddenly feel like I am in 7th grade again all awkward and embarrassed.

Dude, I’m telling you right now.  Don’t you dare!

(Now with the Mr Burns “Excellent” fingers, “Oh, I am Mom.  I am so going to tell him you like him!”

I realized that my kid is about to embarrass the hell out of me.  At 12-years-old I managed to keep my adoration unknown because I would have rather died than let this boy know I liked him. And now, more than 15 years later, I’m about to be busted out by my 7-year-old kid in front of the entire DQ staff and Stony McStonerson.

Threatening Clayton with the naked baby pictures all these years seemed to be back-firing. Dammit!

Mercifully, the chick had his sundae ready and was handing it to him. The guy apologized for delaying our order with his ice cream and tells us to have a good night.

This was Clayton’s chance…and like a good boy that likes a roof over his head, all he did was smile and say, “Have a good night.”

But as soon as we walked in the door at home, the whole story came pouring out to finace and Shelby.  Fiance even choked on his Blizzard-y goodness laughing at me.  I’m so happy I can bring this much joy to my family.

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