These Root Beer Float Cookie Cups are super cute and totally delicious! The root beer flavor is spot on!
So the hubs and I like to give each other a hard time. It’s pretty much second nature to me since I grew up in a family that knows little about how to communicate other than to give each other a hard time. It’s all in good fun though. Sarcasm – it’s an art.
And for us, it sometimes allows us to discuss our frustrations in a non-fight-y way. The other day was one of those moments.
Like most people, the hubs has certain ways he likes certain things done. I do too, of course, and our “things” tend to clash. I want to do one thing one way and he wants to do it another. I’m always right, of course, but try convincing him of that.
So the other day we were riding in his car and he had the air on full since it was so hot. He had it all coming out of the center vents because he’d closed the outside ones. Apparently he wanted the air coming out even faster and that was his way of doing it.
But since I’m a little OCD, I wasn’t digging the fact that half of my body had cold air blowing onto it and the other half didn’t. It made me feel uneven. So I opened my side vent.
You’d think I’d opened the gates of hell from the look he gave me.
Ok so that might be an exaggeration. It was more of an exasperated look, but this is where the hard-time-giving came in.
“Why do you always have to mess with everything I do?” he says, laughing.
Of course my very mature response was “Well, you mess up everything I do.” Laughing of course.
Then I went on, “I put things in the pantry, you get them out and leave them on the counter and never put them away…” I had just mentioned that to him the day before and he’d done it again the next morning.
“…I do laundry and take all the time to fold it and put it away, and you mess it up and get it dirty again. Stop wearing so many clothes!”
Ok, so that might not be a good example of messing things up. More of a mini rant on my part and me just being silly, but honestly, the laundry never ends. I’m not a fan. Can’t we just stop wearing clothes? No?
Like I said, this was all in good fun and it gave us a good laugh. But it is so normal for us. Not just giving a hard time, but being like “why do you always mess up my things?” Please tell me we aren’t the only ones.
One thing we do agree on is the greatness of root beer. Sure, I drink diet and he drinks regular, but let’s no go there. We both love it.
In fact, put a Coke Freestyle machine in front of me and I’ll get diet root beer with added vanilla. It’s like root beer on crack. I seriously love it.
So naturally, these cookies went over well.
The cookie itself has root beer extract in it to give it flavor. I buy my root beer extract at Walmart.
The icing on these cookies is actually whipped cream. Because what do you top a root beer float with? Whipped cream! But I included a vanilla icing recipe below too, in case you’d prefer that. The whipped cream is obviously lighter, so it’s your call.
Either way, they are tasty and great for summer!
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