Saturday, March 15, 2008

Peanut Butter and Pregnancy

All last evening I was craving a peanut butter oreo shake. Once the girls were in bed and the first of 12 loads of laundry I need to do before sunday was in the washer, I set out for our local greasy spoon. I arrived at 9pm thinking...it's a Friday night and Prom night to boot--they've got to be open right? WRONG! Closed at 9 and they didn't even care that I was so disappointed and so pregnant. So, I drove to the only other possible option the local bakery/ice cream treat store--LOCKED UP! I could have cried.
This is one reason living rural isn't so great at times. What are these places thinking closing up so early on the weekends? Where is a pregnant mama to go? And what are all those Jr. Prom kids supposed to do after the dance?!!!
Words from the lawyer on Seinfield would have described my feelings: unthinkable, despicable, unconscionable!

4 comments:

cold cocoa said...

That is pretty frustrating-- I really wanted a happy ending to this story like the grocery store was open and you found some ice cream that would taste similar?? I feel your pain! Good luck Monday!!!!

We're Wingin It said...

Oh the IRONY. They built an Iceberg close to us. Maybe you should move up here? ;) You ARE the one who introduced me to Iceberg afterall about 22 years ago.

Megz said...

That is so sad. And thinking of making a homemade version just sounds gross. I thought Rural, UT was a little more hip than that. And I don't even want to speculate as to what the prom kids were doing at 9!

T said...

As disgusting as peanut butter/oreo sounds to me I feel your pain! Rural UT should know better by now that ice cream cravings are almost all late-night things!