Strength beyond reason

Cindy is pretty stout. I mean, she's small and petite of frame and all but she can throw down when she has too. The boys got to see that side of her tonight.

She has been craving ice-cream for some time now. Not the stuff in the store, but an honest to goodness ice-cream experience at an honest to goodness ice-cream parlor. Years ago there were Swensen's restaurants everywhere here. What made them special was that their menu consisted of ice cream and maybe a few sandwiches. Although I don't know anybody that ever ate real "food" there. You went for the cream. You sat in a wooden booth and looked at menu with beautiful photographs and descriptions of every kind of ice-cream creation imaginable. The best part of the ice cream for me, wasn't even the cream, but the triangular wafer they stuck in the top. That's just me, and I like me some wafers. Mmmmmm.

OK. What was I talking about?

Yeah, well we where going to go out tonight and track down some high-quality cream. And then the dudes had a slight to severe attack of "the meanies". Someone hit, slapped, punched, kicked, or otherwise personally insulted the other one and then the victim became the aggressor. So, rather than reward them for bad behavior she showed us all true strength and cancelled the trip. Whoa.

I certainly don't have the will power to do what she did. For the right price or more importantly the right food, I can be persuaded to look the other way pretty darn easily. So, as her reward I am now off to buy a little consolation cream. No, it's not as good as what we had in mind, but good parenting is it's own reward. Uh-huh.

Good job babe.