Dear S’mores Blizzard,
Shall I compare thee to a a summer’s day? Listen to me, you have me acting like I’m Shakespeare or something. I can’t believe you’re finally back after being gone for two years. When I heard about your triumphant return, I knew I had to see you.
Mother’s Day was last weekend, and my mom wanted to go to Dairy Queen. What a coincidence, because I needed to see you with my own eyes to see if you were really here for good this time. I took my mom to DQ for my own selfish purposes. It was then that I saw you looking better than ever.
You’ve gotten bigger since the last time I saw you. Maybe that’s because I ordered a large instead of a small blizzard, but I wanted to be all in for this experience. When I got my first spoonful of soft serve, graham, and chocolate, I couldn’t stay mad at you for disappearing anymore. I was so glad that you were back.
It’s always been you. Of course I dig an Oreo Blizzard when you’re gone, but it’s just not what I want. You are. I’m a S’mores fanatic, and that’s all because of you.
I don’t want to get sentimental, but when I heard that you left DQ, I refused to go there. How could they take away the most precious treat that I actually enjoyed? I thought they were after me. It felt like they wanted me to crack, but I didn’t. I’m stronger than ever now.
Photo courtesy of dairyqueen.com
Listen, I know you’re only here for the summer, but I’m ok with that. I’ve accepted that good things don’t last forever. It’s not like I can eat ice cream all the time anyways, because I’m lactose intolerant.
For you, I break the rules and deal with the (stomach) pain, later.
Do you have a favorite DQ Blizzard? Let me know in the comments below!
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