Ice Creamed



She said, “I suppose you’d like a spoon with your ice cream?”

He said, “One would be preferable, yes.”

She said, “You know you’re a lot of trouble?”

He said, “You’re just now figuring this out?”

She handed him the bowl of ice cream and said, “What I’m still working on is whether or not you’re worth it.  So far, you are.”

He pointed at the spoon in her other hand.  “Oh good.  Does that mean I can have the spoon?”

She reached to put the spoon in his bowl, changed her mind — and the direction of her hand — and dropped the spoon into his front shirt pocket.  He looked rather surprised.  She said, “How about me?  Am I more trouble than I’m worth?”

He looked down at his shirt pocket and then up at her and said hesitantly.  “Well, no.  Not yet.”

She queried, “You don’t sound very sure?”

“Well — ” he said, and eyed his shirt pocket again, but he laughed.

She leaned forward and kissed him, then she said over her shoulder as she walked away, “You know, that spoon didn’t have any ice cream on it.”

His face brightened and he reached for his shirt pocket.  “Oh!”  He said.  “There’s a break.”

22 thoughts on “Ice Creamed

  1. He: “Y’know, there’s something awfully familiar-sounding about this post.”

    She: “No. Really?”

    He: “Yes. Really.”

    She: “What did you do to deserve me?”

    He: “I don’t know, but it must have been something special class.”

    She: “You make that sound like a punishment!”

    He: “Every Monday.”

    :*

  2. I don’t know when I’m going to get up off the floor from laughter with you two. You are both two peas in a pod. I’m grateful to have met you both.

  3. She said: “That ought to make them wonder if I’d really put a spoon full of ice cream in your shirt pocket.”

    He laughed.

    She said, “How about you? Do you wonder if I’d ever really put a spoon full of ice cream in your pocket?”

    He slapped his hand over his shirt pocket, eyed her hands warily, and said, “No. Not at all.”

  4. I don’t wonder. I’m quite sure “she” WOULD put a spoon of ice cream in his shirt pocket. What I’m surprised about is that “she” didn’t! ROFL!

  5. and what i like is that I can hear the voice and tone behind the words and laugh even harder!!! You two are definately suited to one another….in the most nicest way.

  6. Nessa — when I ask OC a leading question, I know better than to expect a compliment, even if I want one!

    Kat — isn’t it though? We spend a lot of time laughing.

    Melli — it was 10 o’clock at night. Because this is an ant infested tropical paradise any and all food spills need to be cleaned immediately, and she was ready for sleep, not chores.

    Caryl — I suppose knowing us does add a little something to the banter. And the fact that I inherited all of my silliness from you probably helps, too! Xoxoxox!

  7. Yeah! I tried to visit yesterday adn my link wasn’t working right for some wierd reason. Ah the joys of this modern technology that I don’t want to live without.

    I always love reading your “He and She” conversations. You two are great and you always seem to have such humor with one another. It is a blessing.

  8. lol….love the conversations you share. What a fantastic memory you have to be able to retell them.

    Thanks for all the visits back to my blog. Much appreciated 🙂

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