Jamie’s Sister vs. The Ice Cream

While I was traveling from Alabama to DC with my younger two, we had this one night after dinner:

Haagen Dazs Black Cherry Amaretto on top of Double Dutch chocolate

Squeaker, Buttercup, and I shared it, and Squeaker demanded his own spoon. But the ice cream was so thick, every time he reached in for a bite, the plastic spoon bent precariously. And I started thinking we were due for a repeat of the Great White Eye incident of ’88.

Back in ’88, I was a young’un. So was my sister. And our cousins, whom we totally adored. They lived 3 hours away, so when they all came to visit, it was a Very Big Deal. They came to town one weekend that summer, and our parents took us to Dairy Queen. Then they left us alone in a booth, where my sister and I proceeded to poke at each other and make fun of each other in front of our cousins, because apparently we thought that made us cool.

And then my sister decided she’d had enough, and that she would fling a spoonful of ice cream at me.

She scooped up a big ol’ spoonful, flipped it in perfect flinging position, pulled the tip back, and I sat there, thinking, “There’s no way she’s actually going to let that go.”

Except she did.

She let go, and because of the position of the spoon and the flexibility of the plastic and a bajillion other physics factors that I was too young to understand, the ice cream mis-fired off the spoon.

And ended up right in her eye.

I’m talking smack-dab in the middle of her eye, perfectly covering it as though that ice cream had been spooned out of the cup in the exact dimensions of her eyeball.

I don’t remember if she cried or laughed. I just remember shrieking, “She gave herself a white eye! She gave herself a white eye!” and laughing uncontrollably.

The moral of the story: Don’t fling ice cream.

(And I probably shouldn’t have told this before going to visit her for a few weeks, but I just couldn’t help myself.)

Have a wonderful day!

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8 thoughts on “Jamie’s Sister vs. The Ice Cream”

  1. I love it when a sisters evil plan backfires. Though it was usually my plans that did the backfiring lol.

  2. i had a sundae on the kitchen table and my baby sis wanted some and the whole thing landed on her dress and she screamed bloody murder and told mom that i did it and i had left to use the bathroom and mom saw me pass to go back to kitchen…..so yes i finally won a battle of being the bigger sis

  3. Oh … 3 1/2 weeks … what to do what to do ….. For all I know I balled my white eyes out. Today though … I still remember the valuable lesson it taught me, and have never flung ice cream since. And I also think it’s hilarious today 🙂

      1. I’m hoping you’ll help me throw some in a few weeks … got a whole garden that’s starting to go crazy!! Honestly if I were you though, I’d be more worried about the raspberry throwing — those stain, and I’ve got a TON of those just starting to ripen right now.

  4. my younger sister slid down a slide and bit her tongue almost off, she had stitches for several weeks..plus all the milkshakes and sundaes she wanted…for breakfast lunch and dinner, she didn’t share a one…my brother and i did not think this was fair…go figure (we were 5, 8 and 10 at the time)

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