The worst memory ever

This story comes from Sara's busy life, new allergy searching, and a slightly foggy memory. I was in the grocery store and OH LOOK ice cream on sale. I'll get my favorite. I get home, get busy forget about ice cream, add a migraine the next day, but then finally ICE CREAM for dessert. I scoop it into the bowl and....WAIT. God sends me a little bird that says, "doesn't this kind have coconut in it?" NOOOOO! Yes it does. I rinsed out my bowl and cheated with a bit of strawberry. Now I have a whole carton of my favorite ice cream that Genevieve gets to eat (AB can't have and Gid won't have).
So anyway, read the label before you buy is the moral of this story, or I guess just remember if you already found out the hard way.
I'm signing off to dream of ice cream....... 

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