Thank You

As of less than 20 minutes ago, all I had eaten/drank today was a coffee <granted, I put like 5 packs of sugar in it, but still>. Remember that our blog is jacked up so right now it's actually 5:30, not 2:30. Yup. I think you can guess that I'm pretty hungry. Anywho, about 20 minutes ago I was at our new house unloading boxes into the basement. Once I had moved all of the boxes from our car to the basement, my dad was unpacking them onto shelves and I got bored. So I started messing around and opening up the freezer and closing it. This, my friends, is how I discovered the peppermint ice cream. I asked my dad if I could have some and he said I could if I washed my hands and found a spoon, so the wild goose chase began. Now, we haven't moved over our silverwear yet <we still have to eat> so I'm 83% sure my dad just told me this so that I would stop awkwardly staring at him unpacking boxes while making annoying noises with the freezer. I diligently* searching through cabinets and such looking for a spoon. Thus, I remembered, that yesterday we moved over boxes of plastic spoons, forks, knives, cups, and plates. This is how I ended up lying down on top of quite a few boxes, in our cramped attic with the midget ceiling, reaching towards the box with the plastic spoons. I grabbed one, ran downstairs and snagged the ice cream from the freezer. I had already eaten a good portion when my dad turned around and say me feasting upon delicious pink ice cream. Thank you for leaving ice cream in the freezer, previous house owners <my grandparents>.

*ENGLISH VOCAB WORD!!!!! YOU'RE WELCOME MR. WRENN!!!

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Maggie