On Ice

It happens every now and again that I crave a Lime Ice, a cold, float treat from my childhood made with lime sherbet and 7-Up, much like a coke or root beer float (the proportions are up to you--I like mine more liquid than solid and always add more soda as I progress). No one I've ever met has heard of these until I introduce them; I think it must have been something my mom's town's soda jerk would make.  And it is great.  I'm sure you could make it with orange sherbet or even rainbow, but I've only had lime.  And love it!

So, when I get a sore throat, it's one of the first things I crave (which is okay because there is almost no dairy--and it's fat free!), which is what happened a few weeks ago.  And the kids caught me finishing one off during rest time.  They didn't want it with soda--they are suspicious of soda and have never had any (fine with me)--but were fascinated by the neon green ice cream.  Which they loved.  

And then they themselves fell ill and needed medicine.  Except Sis hates the flavor of her liquid Zyrtec--she sipped it for 10 minutes the first morning (unbelieving that gulping it down was less awful than sipping).  Mama read that we should give her a popsicle beforehand to dull her tastebuds.  Well, the kid doesn't need a whole popsicle at 7 a.m., and that's when I remembered the lime ice.  So, now, they (sure, "they"--suddenly his specially-flavored strawberry antibiotic tasted "icky") each get a sliver of lime sherbet before and after medicine.  It doesn't add up to a tablespoon and it makes the whole medicine process so much easier.  In truth, I took some of hers when I ran out of my pills--and it is nasty.  I think the fake bubble gum flavor is probably as bad as the bitter medicine it tries unsuccessfully to mask.  A little ice cream is a small price to pay if she (and Bud too) gets well.