Beeker’s Words

I have a cast on my left foot and my right ankle is sprained so I have to rely on my husband for a lot. I ask my husband for a cup of ice and a can of root beer. He brings me a dixie cup with two ice cubes and a can of root beer. He said I was not specific enough. Apparently I have to ask for a glass, not a cup and specify the height in which I want my ice. So my future standing order is a glass vessel with 5 inches of accumulated ice.  He keeps me on my toes.