The delicious nectar filled my mouth.
Ahh, I've missed you, I thought as I swallowed. I've missed you.
I didn't care that it was green. The health nuts would balk at the color and say, "That's just as bad as the neon orange of the fake mac and cheese from Kraft." (And when I say health nuts, I don't mean that in a rude way. Many of my friends are health nuts and ask me daily, "How can you eat that?")
Fake mac and cheese from Kraft. That actually sounded tasty..
"Welcome back," I said to my delicious shake.
It was the Shamrock Shake from McDonalds.
I get one every year it returns. It's only around for about two months.
"Can I have some?" Natalie asked.
"Sorry, Mommy doesn't share this," I answered.
She puffed her lip out. "Sharing is important. You tell me all the time I have to share. Sharing is CARING! Sharing--"
Would she ever hush? I wanted to take my Shamrock Shake and curl up with a book.
"Here. ONE SIP," I said, handing it over.
She took a sip and made a face. "This tastes like my toothpaste."
Still, it meant she didn't want more.
And yes, I know the health nuts are like, "You shouldn't drink things that contain things you cannot pronounce in it," or, "Don't drink your calories," but I'm sorry, it's a SHAMROCK SHAKE!
(And also, have you SEEN my pantry? It's filled with "fruit" snacks, Little Debbie snacks, and Pop Tarts (the ones with the frosting, naturally. Have you SEEN my blog? I frequently write about the junk food I've consumed. I just wrote about the new Oreos, for goodness sakes!)
Welcome back, Shamrock Shakes.