Sometimes I forget things.
I forget what I was going to say (Whatever it was, I’ll forget it again by the time you finish talking about something that I’m not really listening to anyway, because I’m trying not to forget what I was going to say.), why I walked into a room (Looking for my phone, with which was generally absconded by a wee frat boy.), what band performed “Safety Dance” (Men Without Hats), my husband’s Social Security number (You wish. Actually, I really don’t know.) and whether or not I have fed the dog (Wait, was that yesterday or today?), among others.
Last week, when for the record, I was stone cold sober, I backed into my garage door because I forgot I hadn’t yet opened it. Said garage door has decided to punish me for my indiscretion by opening only sporadically now and it should be mentioned, with much coddling.
Following the garage door debacle, I went to the grocery store, where I realized I had forgotten (Shocker!) my list. It was at home talking smack about my attentiveness problems with the injured garage door.
So I did my best to remember what was on the list. Milk, juice, Nutella, Sunbutter, bread, COOL WHIP Whipped Topping, Marshmallow Fluff and cream cheese. The last three items were specifically on the list because our local strawberry patch had announced their first harvest of berries was available, and I had gotten some. It was time to bust out my favorite fresh fruit complement, which requires only those three ingredients.
Guess what I it came to my attention that I forgot when I got home?
The COOL WHIP, Marshmallow Fluff and cream cheese.
After wrestling with the ornery garage door again, I again returned sans makeup and a positive attitude to the madhouse that is my local grocery store on Sunday afternoons. Approximately three-fourths of the people I have ever thought about knowing were there. I chatted. I bantered. With footwork fancy enough to make the girl jealous who actually danced in Black Swan, (Not Natalie Portman. The real dancer who says she did all of the hardest dancing and was all about calling out Natalie when she told everyone she learned to be a master ballerina in a few weeks. Did I mention I get distracted easily? I blame the internet.) I avoided people who are less than likable.
I made my purchase and went home. With only one of the three ingredients. Fortunately, the one I remembered was the COOL WHIP.
Improvise. Mix the Sunbutter or the Nutella with COOL WHIP?
At the request of my husband, the Nutella won the honors. And it was perfect. I wouldn’t have ever thought to put Nutella together with COOL WHIP unless I were easily distracted and forgot my other ingredients, but I’m glad I did. And I’m glad I didn’t have to go back to the store, because I think I strained some muscles between cajoling the garage door to move and my superstar dance moves. Now I’m scheming other ingredients to mix with COOL WHIP for every day, easy desserts for times I forget what I meant to buy. Which will probably be tomorrow.
COOL WHIP and Nutella Fruit Dip
- 1 tub of COOL WHIP
- 3/4 cup of Nutella (or more to taste)
- sliced fruit of your choice (my favorites are strawberries, rasberries, bananas and peaches)
- Combine COOL WHIP and Nutella in a bowl until mixed evenly
- Serve with sliced fruit
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