The other day I said to a friend, “Quick, what’s the first thing that comes to mind when you hear National Dessert Day?”
He said, “Sahara.”
I said, “National Dessert Day, not National Desert!”
He looked me square in the eye and told me once again, “Sahara.”
“Stop fooling around, I’m being serious!” I said.
“So am I.” He went on to explain. “If we’re talking desserts baked fresh daily at Rascal House, then, yes, Sahara. I can’t think of anything better than being desserted in the Sahara Desert with a bag of fresh-baked chocolate chip cookies from Rascal House!”
Then we laughed and laughed and agreed with each other for hours on end until we both remembered we were really craving fresh-baked chocolate chip cookies from Rascal House, and if we didn’t get there soon National Dessert Day would be over, and we would’ve wasted an entire day laughing over a silly joke until our faces turned blue and our stomachs stayed empty. We got to Rascal House in no time flat and ate more chocolate chip cookies than you could shake a slice of creamy cheesecake at! Which reminded us that Rascal House also has cheesecake, fresh, ooey-gooey brownies, Jumbo-sized oatmeal raisin cookies, and so much more! Which we indulged in because we’re big fans of indulging. Feeling satisfied and in complete editor mode I said, “By the way, deserted is spelled with one ‘s’, not two.”
He said, “Tomorrow I’m sending a letter to Webster’s Dictionary with a slice of Rascal House cheesecake explaining why deserted needs to be spelled desserted.
Awestruck and dumbfounded at the same time, I said, “That might very well be the best idea I’ve ever heard. You are a genius and I intend to nominate you for the Nobel Peace Prize. As soon as I learn how to do that.”