The hard, put-one-foot-in-front-of-the-other decisions.
The I-have-to-remake-this-decision-every-hour decisions.
The why-me? decisions.
The oh-this-is-gonna-be-FUN decisions.
The oh-boy-I-never-saw-this-coming decisions.
The well...huh. decisions.
I made a decision recently. Really, it was the only obvious choice, because... DUH.
But it might not look that way to you. I'll let you decide.
I made chocolate ice cream.
And, as I poured the cocoa into the pan with the other ingredients... This.
Do you see it? It is a beautiful specimen of a cocoa-coated cockroach.
I'm not a screamy bug-hating sort of girl, but cockroaches... Just... No.
However, this is the point where I had to make a decision.
You see, in that pan was a can of sweetened condensed milk, a box of cream, quite a bit of milk, chocolate, sugar, etc... Items worth a fair amount of money here.
Also, items that require a town trip to procure.
A town trip I had just taken... And would not take again for 6 weeks.
So, you see, if I chose to throw out this pan because of one measly crunchy cocoa cockroach, I would be choosing to forgo ice cream for Six. Weeks.
Hence, the obvious decision. I fished that cockroach out of that pan and deposited it in the rubbish (see above picture). And carried on with my ice cream-making.
But, of course, it would be wrong to share that ice cream, contaminated as it was. So Morgan and I sacraficed ourselves for the greater good, and ate it all.
Tough decisions, people.
Tough decisions.
You, my dear Danielle, have shown your world that, indeed, your priorities are pristinely set in the proper order. Well done!
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