Quiescently

Last night at 12:45, Jason came in for bed. "Came in" works because I had been in for 5 hours already. What started out as catching 40 winks at 7:15, turned into a full night of deep sleep. Which is why I stirred when he started him moving my book, the computer, and his work clothes off the bed. My body assumed after 5 and 1/2 hours it was time to get up.

After a few pleasantries. This is our conversation...
Jas: I did something really naughty tonight.
Me: What?
Jas: I ate the rest of the Popsicles.
Me(relieved/indifferent): How many were left!?
Jas(starting to sound a little woozy...over-tired or sugar rush): I don't know 5 or 6.
Me(genuine surprise): Oh my gosh, those have a lot of sugar in them.
Jas: I know but they taste so good and it's hot and...I really like that kind.
Me: Ok, we'll get more.

Red, White and Blue Pops. Not your traditional Firecracker, a more Harlem-esque brand. And at twelve popsicles for $2.99, you can't beat the price. Although I am left wondering what the slogan on the box means...."A Quiescently Frozen Confection"

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