I never thought of myself as a picky eater but last night I was informed that I was picky.
So we were at the store and we made the mistake of going down the ice cream isle. At first we are just looking and drooling over the ice cream. Chad sees a blueberry and pomegranate and he wants to try it. I see tin roof sundae and think that sounds really yummy. So we decide to get some ice cream and I tell Chad to choose two and I will make the decision between the two he chooses. I tell him one can be fruity and the other not. Thinking he would chose the blueberry and pomegranate and my tin roof that I was eyeing and then I could just pick my tin roof sundae. But no he chooses the blueberry and pomegranate one and butter pecan. I don't like butter pecan all that much and was not in the mood for fruity ice cream - I wanted my tin roof sundae. So I tell him to choose a third thinking for sure he would pick my tin roof sundae. But no he chooses rocky road and I am not a huge fan of marshmallows. So he then said my next choice would be some cherry thing - and I don't like cherries unless they are fresh produce.
I never realized how picky I am. So how did we solve this huge dilemma? Well we got two - I got my tin roof sundae and he got his blueberry and pomegranate.
So we get home and we are eating our ice cream and chad asks do you want to try my blueberry and pomegranate? I said no. He was all shocked! I can tell he is a little annoyed and I know he wanted to try mine. So I finally ask Do you want to try mine? His eyes light up like a little boy on Christmas morning and says yes. I give him a bite and deep down he knows mine was better. I guess we will see in the next week or so as he serves himself some of my ice cream!
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