I don't remember telling my mother that I hated her daily. After Ricky was taken by SIDS, suddenly I thought that meant that everyone I liked was going away. If I didn't like anybody, then they wouldn't have to leave. At least that's what the pediatrician thought, and what my mom told me later. Apparently, a friend of mine at the preschool had moved away, and I thought that meant she had died.
I don't remember how many times I have eaten at Cold Stone Creamery, but just the same, I'll bet each and every time was delicious. Om nom nom.
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I LOVE COLDSTONE!!!
I get the same thing every time: half cake batter, half chocolate with brownie and carmel mixed in... I'm pretty sure it took me a year to get the recipe right so I never want to stray from it. The first time I had coldstone, I was visiting Las Vegas and we didn't have coldstone where I'm from. This made its appeal even greater. I fell out of love with coldstone for a few months; I think I had it too often, didn't appreciate it anymore. Recently, we have been reunited. MAN! I love coldstone!
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