Ric and I took Patrick to his Sunday 'Church House Group' this afternoon in Brownstown. Earlier this week when I had found out the Sunday meeting was in Brownstown, I had BIG plans to take the fishin pole, some crickets, and catch me a mess of fish. Today was 90+ degrees and I decided when we left at 5:15, it was too hot to fool with. We decided instead to go to Jay-C store to pick up a few groceries for the week, visit the park and drink some cold water and just enjoy the outdoor beauty.
We dropped Patrick off a little before 6:00 and headed toward the store. On the way, we had to pass Dairy Queen. Now, what is more comforting on a hot day than a blizzard from the local DQ restaurant?
Of course, the ice cream isn't on my diet, but I thought a small one wouldn't hurt too much, I'd just have to walk an extra block on my next excerise night.
Ok, I was pumped! We walk into DQ, the cool air hits your sweaty body, ahhhh, refreshing. The two couples in front of us couldn't make up their mind on what they wanted to order, so the young lady behind the counter looked at us and asked if she could help us.
I stepped to the counter and said, "I'd like a small brownie batter blizzard please." The young girl behind the counter yelled at the other workers by the ice cream machine, "HEY! DO WE GOT ANY BROWNIES?" Evidently, they told her no, because that is what she told me.
Darn! That's the second time I'd been to a DQ restaurant and wanted a brownie batter blizzard and for some reason, the DQ's are always out of an ingredient to make one.
I was feeling rejected. Ok, I thought. I looked at the other flavors DQ had to offer then said, "I'd like a small extreme chocolate blizzard."
Again, the young girl behind the counter said, "We aint got no brownies."
Damn!
So bad I wanted to ask, "Do you have any friggin ice cream???" I didn't. I just slid my napkins over to Ric and said, "Forget it, I don't want anything." (I guess all the diet gods were looking out for me tonight)
Ric ordered a peanut butter cup blizzard and came over to where I was sitting. While I was waiting for him, I'd already killed three flies that were buzzing my head. Of course, when Ric got there with the ice cream, they flies were going crazy!
Needless to say, within about five minutes, we were outta there!
Next time I want some ice cream, I think I'll visit the burg's local grocery store, Tanner's Market. I'm sure I'll be satisfied!
