Ice Cream

The other day the question came up, "If you died and were able to come back to earth for just one day, what would you do?" Josh, of course, would go to a football game. Megan Z. would go shopping. SuAnn would go to a movie. I decided I would go out for ice cream. I love ice cream. Ice cream is probably the sole reason I have weight to lose. (Well, that and 5 kids.) I started thinking how many of my memories involve ice cream. I'm always teasing Josh because he can remember the date of any event, if there was also a sporting event that day. For example: he will always remember the day our niece, Brynlee, was born because it was the day of the BYU vs. Utah football game. Anyway, I realized I'm the same way. Here are a few of the more significant memories:

After I got baptized my mom and dad took me to Leatherby's for a treat.

When my friends and I got tired of studying for the AP History exam at home, we went to Leatherby's and got ice cream while we studied.

When I didn't pass my AP History exam, my brother, Jacob, knowing that nothing he could say would make me feel better, went to Arctic Circle and bought me a shake. The gesture was kind and ice cream always makes me feel better.

I always ordered a shake when I went on my break when I worked for Arctic Circle. An oreo, butterfinger shake.

When Josh took me on our second date to Leatherby's and then told me he knew how to make shakes just like my dad did, I knew he was the one for me. (There were of course other things, but this was one added bonus!)

We have had many other memories surrounding ice cream, mostly Leatherby's, Arctic Circle and Cold Stone, but also some others. So now, to be like Josh, in order for me to remember an event, make sure you bring me ice cream.