Word finally came down from Bank of America’s-Taxpayers-Are-Keeping-Us-Afloat and as suspected, MJ is no longer an employee. That’s fine, it was expected. What was unexpected, however, is how they treated her on the way out. I won’t get into it because it’ll make me too angry, but if I ever see her district manager — let’s just call him DICK — it’s going to take all the restraint in the world not to launch a verbal nuclear strike on his arrogant, misogynistic derriere.
So to cheer up my wife (who handled herself with more dignity and class than I’ll ever have, and even wished the DICK good luck and thanked him for working with her) I offered to take her to lunch. I know we should probably be saving money and not going out to eat, but that can start tomorrow. Today, we spent $25 and ate comfort food at Friendly’s.
And you know what, I’m glad we did. Because we took Will with us and he did not disappoint when it came to cheering mom up. He was a flirt with the waitress, other customers and anyone else who caught his eye. That’s par for the course. But then it came time for dessert and that’s when I saw it.
His eyes went wide as he caught sight of our waitress coming from the kitchen. His jaw dropped a little as he looked on with awe and desire. I’m not sure if it was the bright red cherry, the fluffy mound of whipped cream or the deep purple color of MJ’s black raspberry ice cream in that glass dish. Maybe it was all of the above. But in that moment I saw what I refer to as “the ice cream face.”
And I smiled because I realized that’s something about us all that will never change. Will’s reaction today to the waitress bringing out the ice cream is the same way he’ll feel in 30 years. Hell, it’s the same face I still make when I spot my sundae coming toward me. Is there anything else on this planet that brings us straight back to our childhoods than ice cream? The hot fudge mixed with strawberry topping. The rich, chocolate ice cream. How it all tastes when it’s combined in our mouths.
Yes, we gave Will some. That’s probably why he won’t nap right now, but I don’t care. It was worth it.