There's an ice-cream man that drives through our neighborhood quite often. As I was putting my bike up in the garage I heard his catchy tune. With Jonny working late, Julia in bed, and me all alone with not much to do (just finished my book last night - Adam Bede by George Eliot - oh, so amazing!), I decided I'd better treat myself this evening. I felt a little funny as I walked briskly toward the truck so he'd stop. (I thought running would seem too anxious.) Then I felt a little sillier giving him my quarters and asking for a creamsicle. Oh yeah, and I was in my pajamas at 7:30. (If Julia is in hers, it is only fair I get to be comfortable too.) Walking back in the house with my frozen delight, I had a really fun summery feeling. So here's to you, ice cream man. Thanks for making the rounds at just the right time.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
thank you, ice cream man
There's an ice-cream man that drives through our neighborhood quite often. As I was putting my bike up in the garage I heard his catchy tune. With Jonny working late, Julia in bed, and me all alone with not much to do (just finished my book last night - Adam Bede by George Eliot - oh, so amazing!), I decided I'd better treat myself this evening. I felt a little funny as I walked briskly toward the truck so he'd stop. (I thought running would seem too anxious.) Then I felt a little sillier giving him my quarters and asking for a creamsicle. Oh yeah, and I was in my pajamas at 7:30. (If Julia is in hers, it is only fair I get to be comfortable too.) Walking back in the house with my frozen delight, I had a really fun summery feeling. So here's to you, ice cream man. Thanks for making the rounds at just the right time.
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Ah yes, great memories. And ice cream truck, what a novel idea. And good choice on the treat.
Remind me to tell you what I ended up making tonight.
I'm glad you got to enjoy a little treat tonight. It does feel funny running to the truck and waiting in line with a bunch of 3 feet tall kiddos. I just try to act cool.
Wow, Melody, you are certainly going back to your childhood! Perhaps being a new mom does that sort of thing. But hey, ice cream is ice cream, and a customer is a customer, and a feather bed is a feather bed... wait... never mind. Anyway, creamsicles are good.
Never be ashamed of a good appreciation of ice cream on wheels.
Hahahaha Drew!
Yum! Thinking of the song alone brought back tons of memories! I would always run inside as fast as I could hoping my mom had enough spare change and then run back hoping he hadn't left our street yet. I always wanted anything that had bubblegum eyes :o)
HA! Very cute. Yes, I get in my jammies as soon as the kids are in bed. No way I'm making it past 8:00.
very cute post! What a life- in your pj's eating ice cream :) We have the "Mexican" ice cream trucks here :)
neato. and to think some neighborhoods don't let the ice cream man come around because of the "noise". jeesh.
it's always fun to to things you did as a kid. I had a professor last semester that made us do something like that every week and journal it...it actually turned out to be fun. maybe next week you should make a fort out of couch cushions with julia!
That dang ice cream man! He won't stop coming to our neighborhood, and when I have 17 kids over here all looking at me with those eyes, there goes my whole coin jar!
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