Ice Cream Craving!

Here´s a funny pregnancy story for all of you. Sorry about no pictures. We had no camera with us when this took place!

On Saturday, Gerson and I decided to walk down to a little restaurant a couple blocks from where we live. Unfortunately, the restaurant was closed, but there was one a few doors down that was open. So, we decided to go ahead and try it. The food wasn´t delicious, but it was passable. I ate a plate of beef and rice. Gerson ate TWO plates of something similar. I wasn´t completely satisfied, and I noticed there was Jello in the refrigertor for sale. I told Gerson, "I want Jello." He said, "Go ahead and ask for it." However, when I asked for it, the lady said it hadn't set up yet. TYPICAL.

I was sorely disappointed, but Gerson tried to cheer me up by saying we could buy ice cream at the next door kiosko. I was soooo excited! I couldn't wait for him to finish his second plate. As soon as he was done, we headed to the little store next door. Gerson asked if they sold ice cream. You can imagine the answer: NO. Again, I was crushed.

Now, before I go on I need to give you background on where we were at. We don't live near downtown, so there's not much around where we live. To get to the restaurant where we ate, we walked out our dirt road to a 4-lane divided highway. The 4-lane divided highway is divided by a piece of land that has a sidewalk going down the length of the road. This sidewalk is used for bicyclists, walkers, runners, etc. Anyway, it's in the middle of a highway, with mostly private property on both sides --- not many stores/restaurants, etc.

So, as we were walking down this sidewalk together, I spotted a man with an ice cream cone coming toward us! I grabbed Gerson by the arm and exclaimed, "HONEY, HE HAS ICE CREAM! ASK HIM WHERE HE GOT IT!" Gerson gave me a look of unbelief, but as a husband who was trying to understand his pregnant wife, he approached the stranger and asked him where he had bought the ice cream. The man pointed to the next corner, which happened to be the corner of our dirt road.

Now, LOGIC would tell me there has NEVER been an ice cream store on that corner. Rather, it is a huge lot where trucks get weighed and parked. SO, why did I get so excited??? I"M PREGNANT. Is there another explanation?

Gerson and I hurried over to where the ice cream was supposed to be. We got there, and of course, NOTHING. But then Gerson looked down the road and he saw a man pushing an ice cream cart a block away. He pointed and told me to look. I said, "Let's go!" and off we went!

By the time I we got to the next block, the ice cream man had turned the corner. When we reached the corner and looked for the man, he had disappeared! Gerson hurried to the next corner, thinking that perhaps the man had taken a back road to the next road over. He came back shaking his head. No ice cream man. Where could he have gone?

I was extremely sad. We were now on the Santa Cruz Christian Learning Center (SCCLC) road, standing in the sun wondering how we were going to get ice cream. Gerson was not about to give up -- probably knowing he'd never hear the end of my ice cream craving until I got some! He said, "WEll, let's walk up the street and see if we can find him." We began walking toward the SCCLC, and lo and behold, the ice cream man came out of a gate!!!!!! HALLELUJAH!

We RAN to him, not kidding, and surrounded him before he could disappear into thin air again. I got my ice cream, must to both Gerson's and my relief! But then we had to make decision. We were now pretty far from home to go back the way we had come. It would be MUCH quicker to walk the cow path that I use to go to school everyday. The problem? We had brought Gerson's keys, not mine. The key to the back gate that leads to our compound from the cow path was on my keychain, not Gerson's. We decided to chance the cow path, hoping someone would let us in the gate.

We arrived and there was no one out in the yard of the compound. We banged on the gate, and little Josh Zimmerman, and missionary kid, stuck his head out the door. Their slide blocked our view of his face, so he couldn't see us either. We yelled and asked him to please get the key to let us in. He went back in and we thought he was looking for a key!

Time passed, and no Josh. If it weren't for the dogs, we might still be outside that gate! However, the dogs were all barking at us and finally Kurt Zimmerman (Josh's dad) came to our rescue WITH a key!

So, we got home in one piece, full of beef, rice, and ICE CREAM! What an afternoon. Through it all, Gerson just shook his head and wouldn't give up getting his wife the ice cream she so craved. What a husband!! :)