Apr 4 2011

mom!! the ice cream truck!! [day 312]

I have really come to hate the taunting music played from the ice cream truck, getting louder as it gets closer to my house.  As soon as I hear the fain sounds of it, I know what’s next.  Mom!!!!!  The ice cream truck!!!!!!  My kids know I’m not a fan of the van filled with overpriced, well advertised sugar products, stopping to fill the air with carbon monoxide and invading my territory.  While I was away and had a sitter, they went to the truck.  My youngest, knowing I would not be happy about this, decided to make something good out of it.  He decide to get something that was in a container we could reuse, and he also talked all his friends into doing the same.

We use these little containers in our lunch bags.  I did not end here.  The next time the ice cream truck came by, I said, “No.”  After much deliberation, I decided to have some fun with this.  I let him go out and get some ice cream from the truck.  I think I freaked out my neighbors, but here’s what happened…

 

 

I haven’t checked at Kroger yet to see if they carry Popsicle Shots, but I’ll be checking today.  I’m all about people making a living in creative ways, and the ice cream truck driver is a good way to make some money.  It’s like fast food that comes to your house with dessert.  I never buy this for my kids, I make them use their own money.  If they feel good about the purchase, then I’ll go with it.  I don’t always say yes to the ice cream truck, but I don’t always say no.  Balance.  It’s all about balance.

 


Mar 25 2011

cookie cutters gone wrong [day 302]

While in Austin last week, I went to a small coffee shop to get my morning latte.  I snapped this photo while standing in line.  I love iced cookies, but $3.65 for one cookie?!  I can get a whole meal for that at Wendy’s.  Sure, they’re hand decorated and look pretty, but if I buy it, it will be gone.  Would the non-hand decorated ones be cheaper?  They had a broken one on a small plate next to the register each morning, and each morning I had a small piece.  They were good, but I still can’t see paying that amount of money for it.

And let’s talk about the cookies next to the Easter cookies.  At first glance, I thought they were thong underwear cookies.  One of my friends said they look like a woman’s reproductive system.  They could also be skinny ghosts, birds or Texas longhorns.  Imagination cookies.  Good thing they didn’t add embellishments.